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[suzie_shooter]

...there is a man sawing outside my door.

So! Train this morning, really flickery striplight, so now I'm paranoid I'm going to get a migraine. Although I suppose it beats yesterday when there wasn't a train at all, and I had to get the overly-expensive-but-still-making-you-late bus. Which it sounded like was a good choice after all, as apparently the rail replacement didn't turn up for two hours.

Oh and I had two small boys next to me to whole way that were playing with a mobile phone that had a fart-noise ring tone. Which was quite funny if I'm honest, but I was pretending to be asleep with my hat over my eyes. It seemed safest.

Did I have a point when I started this post? I can't remember. Oh yes! Meant to say, thank you to suggsygirl for the card and fabulous fic! (and cheque heh). It did actually arrive on Saturday I think, but I've totally failed at remembering to mention it. Postal service willing you might get yours today...

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[suzie-shooter.livejournal.com]

*clings*

[thinkpink20.livejournal.com]

How're you feeling now, lovely? I bet The Amazing Sawing Man didn't help, did he? *holds*

[suzie-shooter.livejournal.com]

*sporfles* nah, I'm okay actually - he was quite a cheerful sort of bloke, and helpfully stopped sawing/banging whenever my phone rang, so that was kind! We spent the afternoon stealing chocolates from the tin that had appeared in the kitchen :D

*sneaky!grope*

[thinkpink20.livejournal.com]

Oh well, if they have to be sawing, they can at least be cheerful along with it; softens the blow a little bit *grins* The stealing of the chocolates from the tin sounds like a very worthwhile way to spend they afternoon :)

*tickles you*