Ice, Ice, Baby, Cider, Brownies, Cup Of Tea. . .
Today was a busy one, with a long meeting about shrink (don’t ask, it’s not a medical condition), a look at loads of forthcoming books that scare me including Kerry Katona’s ‘novel what she wrote’ which was written by somebody else and a great book about poo that’ll do well at Christmas, a piece of interesting information about a forthcoming work event that involves one of my favourite comedians ever, and a drink with my book monkeys in the pub after work. I loves me ciders.
I like those Magners ciders,
I like those Weston Organic ciders,
I like those Strongbow Sirrus ciders,
I like those Kopparberg made with pears from Sweden ciders.
I got all the ciders. But I am not Calvin Harris. Phew.
We got given some brownies by a very nice lady. We ate them all. Brown Owl was not amused. The cow.
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