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I'm sorry, gingerbop; that must be odd and indeed juddery (and shaving week was a gag, although apparently not an entirely inapt one). There's been a server failure which may have wiped out all my emails, including the ones from the time somebody died, which is maybe a good thing but also very strange.
I *didn't* shave this morning, which along with not shaving on Friday morning (woke up late,m had to hustle to get into work) and a general rush to get out meant that I was possibly the scruffiest person ever to drink tea at the F&M rare tea bear. Mind you, I do dislikme shaving - I have found that I have to use really pricy blades, shaving lotion and post-shave moisturiser or my skin goes utterly tits up, so it's a real drain.
I love the idea of a tea bar. Wonder if we can have a barbemeet there? It seems a bit pricy, but one mug of tea lasts you a *long* time.
Lord. I am now caught between thinking about shaving and thinking about tea, and also thinking about just how much data I might have lost. Ye gods and little fishes...I think I need a lie down. |
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