Thank goodness I do not like Turkish Delight.
All of you naggers (I know that you mean well) can take a rest because I had half of a sirloin steak and a few mushrooms for lunch. I even felt like scoffing the other half but as I have had little to eat I thought that may be was overdoing it and I can have it for supper in a toasted sandwich.
The sun is out here and the little wind has now died down.
I slept like a baby last night and with luck I will have fewer zzzs during today so it will be a repeat performance except maybe for a couple of trips to the loo.
Craig and Lindsay Foreman end their hunger strike in prison in Iran.



I see that you lovely lot have been sitting around and twiddling your thumbs
If only you would take a very deep breath and relax long enough for me to read through all your goings on.
MacSporran had gone to the shops. I ate one. Felt so guilty afterwards. *MacS returned home. I said...I have a confession. He looked stern. Is it bad? He asked. I nodded and produced the wrapping. He chortled and said - where did you find that? He had forgotten that he'd squirreled them away some weeks ago. He said, I thought you were going to tell me that you'd dropped the camera down the loo. I ask you. As if!
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