So I have finished Sputnik Sweetheart and as a chaser I am doing Ian McEwan's The Cement Garden. I may enter 2012 warped or agnostic. I am already myopic.
I just realized that I had answered CVL's email question "How's the chilli?"with "a thick dressing gown does the trick" thinking she wanted to know how I was adjusting to the chill on coming home from Malaysia.
The handy man is going to increase his repertoire to include making poached eggs for brunch; no resolution here just ad hoc fumbling. I am in charge of chips and peas. Mushy please, he was English.
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