That’s Better

After two days sleeping the only bits of me hurting are my throat and nose. I’m declaring myself fit enough to go and see my Tiges get thrashed by the Saints this afternoon. To add insult to injury my mum is coming down from Shepp. Even though she is sitting with friends almost directly opposite our seats I’m sure I’ll be able to see the glow of smugness.

Oh, and after two years of hunting we finally have a coffee table. Not ‘the’ table, but a perfectly suitable one nonetheless.

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