I have a really good toaster, but find myself rather missing the excitement of never knowing where my toast would end up, with the last one. We would all stand with hands ready, never knowing in which direction it would take off. It added a little excitement to our mornings, but DBH is a grump in the mornings and couldn't cope with it.
If heaven is so wonderful, why do people pray to stop someone going there
What is the most random school memory you have?
Harry wants to reconcile with his family!






