In the office this afternoon I was asked what kind of day I'd had. My reply was something along the lines that I would rather have spent the day in the dentist chair with no anaesthetic having my teeth extracted one at a time whilst he administered a saline eyewash.
Still I'm home now for the weekend and although there's plenty of things to be done, I've decided that tonight, I'm shutting the world out, I've just polished off an Indian meal for tea and perched next to me is the remainder of a box of wine with my name on it.
At least there would be if I changed my name to Chilean Cabernet Sauvignon...
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