Sunday, 15 May 2011

Breakfast the One-Hundred-and-Twenty-Sixth

Cinnamon roll and yoghurt drink thingy.
I gobbled my breakfast on the go today, on my way to meet Miss Ferguson, who was painting her bedroom. I helped.

I am full of sneezes at the moment, and bunged-up-ness. Silly old hay fever. I am also full of good intentions not to hit the snooze button on my alarm clock any more.

We shall see that turns out.

1 comment:

  1. You way more than helped. You were the bomb!! You know what else was the bomb? That Mac n' Cheese at Hectors....mmmmmmzzzzzzzzzzz

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