Lazy Sunday. Woke up really early and still managing to feel tired. Downstairs went onto my computer to discover by msg that MJ and Kate were up vomiting in the middle of the night. Later, and almost against will, ended up speaking to comedic Tenerelli about stealthily punching pensioners on the Paris metro for being French.

Back to funky furniture place this afternoon with Anton, Anna and Baby Klauds. I scored an L shaped couch and a red Chinese cabinet. Owners capering about helpfully and doing good post-decision stuff about cabinet saying that it was a good choice etc. Couch is a goldish colour and will be delivered in April. What a relief!

Anton managed to cram cabinet and a large chest he and Anna had bought into their big car which was impressive. Lift home with chinese cabinet, which even hours later I am still pleased with.

Anton claims to be creating the world's first novel (called Miasma) to be written on a mobile phone. Only problem is he keeps forgetting word miasma.

Spoke to Mum this evening about rats which, according to her, laugh when tickled and when squirming in ratty mobs. Knowledge of this is making her and Mase a tad thoughtful as they are trying to poison a rat for snickering inappropriately under their birdtable.

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Anonymous said…
In my own defense, I was goaded into that French comment, simply replying to Kenny inquiring if I was punching French people on Metro. I do not hate French people. French people make cognac and really good cheese. French people are nice, even if they don't provide air conditioning for old people...MJ
Anonymous said…
There is a glitch in the blog commentary for above entry! It will not let me post that brooding, introspective poets are not boring, they are wildly attractive!