That really is pretty outrageous. I hope they kick the suit out at the first opportunity.

Eden?

Only just woken up. Not that I am that prolific.

Very hard to know how (or even whether) to respond. I recognise that your feelings are very real, and have no wish to downplay that. And yet, you do recognise that in a sense it isfrustration and nervous energy driving those feelings.

On balance, I reckon you are doing the right thing, retiring to a place where you feel comfortable and doing a bit of processing.

I miss my dog. But I enjoy the freedom. But I miss my dog.

Repeat ad lib.

Cute overload.

In the belly of the bureaucratic beast once again. This time I have all the papers that last week's functionary told me I needed.

But will they satisfy this week's functionary?


Extremely well. I need to write up the recipe, which I converted from American to Sensible, reducing the amount of sugar along the way.
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Cassoulet done? Mr I is a fortunate man.

Gosh. I cannot imagine being able to play it. It sounds very repetitive, obviously, but with all those very subtle changes that keep it moving forward and swirling back. And the sudden, unresolved endings are great.