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Date: 22 November 2004 21:52:31
(apologies for the misquote)... cut it off. So tempting, after an entire day spent with what appears to be Bob the Builder (with drill) in residence in my shell-like. We're still exhausted after the weekend. Mr M's just heard from the solicitors that exchange of contracts is imminent - so he's taking time off work midweek to do yet more clearing. Little Miff and I now have a date tomorrow morning at minor injuries, to check out whether he's managed to break his thumb during this afternoon's rugby match. Oh, and both Mr and Ms Miff have stinking colds. So, we're fighting fit and raring to go for her special 18th birthday meal* tomorrow night - with friends staying over afterwards. And after that, it's all go, with no let up until.........
Then there's the little matter of Ms Miff's college application forms which need to be in by the end of the week. Could someone kindly add an extra 24 hours to each day, please.
*Do you think the restaurant will notice that I'm clutching a hot water bottle to my ear?