perou speaks with a lith
started the day woken from an exhausted sleep to deal with the troublesome son, z.
when mrs.perou had taken away his cd player in the kitchen, that he was listening to bob marley on way too loudly, he kicked her.
and then when he was in trouble he said 'sorry' but was told you can't just kick someone and immediately say sorry
so he hid under a table and started singing, progressively manically, 'it's never too late to say sorry...IT'S NEVER TOO LATE TO SAY SORRY...'
DTT
had a meeting with russ from Q in a bar that (amongst other drinks) only sold pear cider.
when i said incredulously, 'only pear cider???'
the bar man said, 'i'm not trying to run a pub, you know: this is a BAR'.
'?'
cider discrimination is a terrible thing.
relocated to SH and bumped into beautiful lisa snowdon who was basking in the sun like a cat.
attacked the emails.
photoboothed myself as no cameras are allowed in here.
feel very (probably over) excited about projects coming slowly together.
so much potential good.
the rollercoaster is currently climbing.
relocated once more to 'hix' for dinner with christoper floyd and our mutual bosses (and friends) from the sunday times style.
once more a late return t'farm.
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