Well that got you talking! I shall endeavour to be fed up again.
Just wish I knew the secret of stimulating a healthy discussion. I suppose I dare not return to my nature notes even though I did see a marsh harrier last week – not to be confused with the even rarer and endangered hen harrier which Prince Harry has been blasting out of the sky. (…and Matt can tell you a good story about that worshipful deity, her high and mighty horsiness Zara Phillips).
God how I hate the royals. I wish they’d all piss off.
Haven’t heard from WWT even though I was promised a response yesterday. Anything I say sounds like sour grapes but they are a bit of a shower and I’m not sure I can go to somewhere so unprofessional. Just as well because I expect they’ve found their Sophie and haven’t got the stomach to phone me.
Move on.
Anyone fancy a bash? I would really like something with a bit of live music. I’ll give it some thought but wouldn’t it be grand – something acoustic, folky and a bit of dancing? That’s probably put a few off already. Well let me know what you think. (But please, not the 70s disco – nostalgic but a tad depressing dontcha think).
Righto, the lines are open…






