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Saturday 23rd January 2010

Yeah, sure, the beading's gone! What the hell - let's just replace the whole freaking window!
img_4156.jpgimg_4149.jpgimg_4147.jpg I think . . . think the title from this entry came from an event recently . . . was it Friday night? Who knows? Anyway, it was the end of the week, it was Friday night, I had finished work and I was on my way home. I got home and there was M**** talking to some dude at the front door. R****** was curious about all of this and kind of sidled up to his mummy, wondering who this guy was . . . probably. I kind of stood there, listening. I think he was selling windows or something. M**** was doing the whole, "No, we're really not interested," thing and the guy was like, "Well, okay, I'll give you my business card because that price is only valid for, erm . . . you know? . . . not very long and stuff so, erm . . . right," and, erm . . . I dunno. I think I've digressed. M**** was like, "Do you wanna come in?" (to me, not the salesman) and I was like, "No, it's fine. I'm just watching . . . listening, you know." But going back to today . . . M**** went to work. A****** and I made Mr. Men and Little Miss Cup Cakes. I wonder how many copyright symbols that last sentence required? A****** and R****** loved the cakes but they tasted . . . well, pretty much as you would expect, I guess, given a shop-bought pack of cup-cake mixture. Ah well. A****** felt like he made some cakes, doing a bit of baking,so that's good. I nearly forgot - it was very misty throughout today, hence the first two pictures. The sun tried to break through, with limited success.