The ramblings of an aging body housing a mind that still thinks it's 25!
Monday, October 05, 2009
All change
There's something depressing about the end of a holiday and the return to work on a bright sparkly morning. No fear of that this morning then! It was dull, grey and wet (much like living up north - but without the mushy peas).
In my view mushy peas is a dish best served not at all!
ReplyDeleteSacrilege! Mushy peas are gods own food. I should know - I'm working in Yorkshire and the locals tell me so!
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