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I've once again managed to have a spectacularly lazy Sunday.

I got up at around 10.00am and had a quick breakfast before taking Teh Dogge for a short walk over to Belliver and back. Then I went to Tesco and did my weekly food shop (I am so rock 'n' roll), and since then I've done very little but sit around and read (The Brightest Star in the Sky by Marian Keyes).

I have done a couple of constructive things, mind. I've cooked up the topping for tomorrow's jacket spud (baked beans, mushrooms and chopped bacon), and I've got my gym bag ready for tomorrow morning.

Yes, that's right - my gym bag. My actual gym bag. I am indeed going to the gym tomorrow morning. Before work. And I may swim as well. Expect tales of woe and achiness this time tomorrow...

This evening promises to bring yet more laziness. I have a curry ding waiting to go in the oven, and I have some San Miguel with my name on it, and a little bit of Chablis left over from Friday night. And that's all going to be consumed while I've got my feet up in front of the telly, watching celebs either being brave or falling over on Dancing on Ice. I think I can cope with that.

Oh, and I know I don't watch football any more, but can I just laugh at Arsenal? What's that? I can? Awesome! *laughs at Arsenal*


Jan. 21st, 2010 08:42 pm
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About five miles from where our house is as the crow flies, is a village called Wotter.

In this village is a farm and at this farm is a barn.

In this barn is stored some 15 tonnes of fertiliser and various other gubbins.

Ordinarily, this doesn't cause us any issues, but sadly this afternoon the barn caught fire and the fire is still going strong. The fire brigade are there, but they can't get in close in case the fertiliser explodes.

Nearby villages are either already evacuated or about to be, due to the risk of explosion and/or a toxic cloud.

I think it's a given that I'll be keeping my windows closed tonight, just in case. Because I don't know about you guys, but I don't really fancy the idea of a toxic cloud invading my personal space, and we all know what Dexter thinks of things that are toxic as well...

In other news, I have my health MOT at 7.00am tomorrow morning. Oh, that's going to be fun...


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