A barely relevant dyslexing session segued straight into an over-long mentor training for Guides, and I then returned home to find men and a van doing things to the drains. All the windows I'd left open to air the flat had done their job too well and I shall be sleeping in the heady aroma of drain-air tonight. Nice.
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
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