Greetings! Moulty towers is once again buried in snow. It’s gone way past being nice, and festive and is starting to be a pain in the arse. Tesco, I’m looking in your direction. If postie’s can get to me, and takeaway can get to me then you can see why I’m slightly peturbed by the blanket descision to stop all trucks, “we might deliver tomorrow night”. There you have it, the Tesco boffins expect the snow situation to improve tomorrow night between the hours of 7 and 9pm. One, as she said, is not amused.
Pre-Op Assesment Monday 25th January 2010.
In other news, every appointment I had this week has been cancelled. Crackin’!
Build a snow queen for me, someone.
In a bit
Moultyx
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