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Off till Monday 5th Jan!!! Yippee


First time in my life I've ever had annual leave (which my son finds hilarious) and sick pay.


Wages still a bit crap - but happy to try to climb the greasy pole for the first time in my life if I get paid to be at home!!!

  • 2 weeks later...

There were only about 3 people on my Victoria train this morning.


Is the spirit crushing silence on here today down to the fact that everyone's at home nursing their broken body clocks, or is it because people are at work with heavy lids and leaden fingers?

Mr. Moos is snoring and twitching on the sofa next to me, looking like a hound hunting rabbits in his sleep.


The Moosling is snoring and twitching upstairs and looking like a blue-wrapped sausage.


The cats are sleeping more gracefully on various things not designed for cats to sleep on, while various things designed for cats to sleep on are lying unused.


As the only conscious member of the family, I am contemplating a stroll around LL window-shopping, since the Moos credit line is already dangerously low, and payday is an aeon away. Sorry you're having to work, Mockers. Maybe you can sneak a peek at the Harry Potter in your bag to cheer yourself up and pass the time? B)

cheeky muchkin!!


I'll have you know I'm embarking on Don DeLillo's Underworld, that I bought for my step bro, only for him to pull a well thumbed copy out of his bag on crimbo eve and enthuse about it. Doh! (I replaced it with my own well thumbed copy of Elmore Leonard's The Cold Six Thousand after he opened his present and laughed).


I'd love to be sitting here doing not much, but sadly deadlines don't care about holidays nor hangovers. Have just spent a whole morning trying to work out why the base class method is being fired only to see that my derived class was referring to the base class method explicitly...double Doh!!


Clearly brain will take some time to reengage. So come on you happy people, cheer me up :)

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