I have just made, if I do say so myself, a wicked cup of tea. Strong enough to bite until the end, but with just enough milk to stop it ruining my tastebuds for the rest of the morning.
Aaaaaaaah...... :o)
Had a wicked Saturday night and Sunday with Essex Boy this weekend. The annual opening of the hot spa at his house was very welcome. LS has basically invited himself and the Aussie up with me the next time I go up. He's lacking certain vital information, though, and I don't always share those I like so soon ;o)
That is all. Just waiting for "Captain Fatty", as he styles himself, to respond to an e-mail so I can get cracking on these bloody TV test data...
Happy Monday
(You can so tell I got lucky this weekend)
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