My aupair's gone to bed early tonight. The first few weeks she was here, I was getting worried as she kept going up to London on a Friday night, all dressed up, and returning on a Saturday morning. I thought she might be a lap dancer. Wouldn't have bothered me pre kids - but didn't like the idea. Funny how vaules change as you get older...any input RK?
. . and I'm sick of my pic . .where's RayO when you need him? Couldn't keep away, but now he's hooked us into his Connemarathon he's disappeared again!
He'll be back...btw, he looks about 19. Perhaps he's Ireland's young entrepeneur of the year... He's probably out in some lovely Galway pub, talking to people... ho hum. Tiger, Tiger, this better be a nice thing you're saying. How old do I look? I forgot about that picture!
Sagitarrian...I'm just a bit age obsessed. I was at funeral the other day. The man was 71. I couldn't believe it. He was one of those people who you didn't notice getting old. Age, and time, fascinate me....but let's save that for a post 26.2 alcohol-induced philosophising sesh!
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sulks . .
Then I realised it was me, I'd bounced it back up to the top again.
Ah well . .
But then aren't we all!
Don't understand the interest myself!
And the star sign is, Snicks . . ?
RK 48 ha. Your still a pup then.