In addition to the last 18 hours being nothing other than surreal, my living room floor is covered with boxes. As part of the clearing out, I am churning through old photos and keepsakes, chucking out the duplicates and images which are not attached to memories that I feel a need to keep, and repacking them.
And I have a man from the Office of National Statistics coming round at 5pm to do a survey on living conditions in the UK. Boy, is he ever in for a surprise.
I suppose I could try and clear a path between the sofa and the front door...
Ok...now I'm curious.
ReplyDeleteDetails please!!!
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oh, now you've done it.
ReplyDeleteso i will wait (im)patiently.
no sense in clearing a path.
give him the full taste.
Strangely related to the post I did just now :)
ReplyDeleteYou may all have to wait a while until I am in a position to talk about this, so in the meantime I apologise for being such a tease...
ReplyDeleteAs for the Survey man, he made it to the couch. Survey took 3 times longer than he stated, and floor is even more of a mess. Oh well.
You can choose not to tell us, but you can't stop us guessing. And what is my guess ..... nah, not telling you.
ReplyDeleteGah! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! :o)
ReplyDeleteThe reason I can't say anything is because it involves the boys in blue. And no, I haven't been arrested. Yet.
yet sounds like the operative word.
ReplyDeleteWell, this I can't wait to hear!
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