Suzie Shooter

I'm back. Again, LOL.

More later, suffice to say the weekend contained Ferraris, stone circles, spooky airbases, pies, beer, waiters that looked like Egon Spengler, ghostly highwaymen, and log fires...(oh, and I may have written over 30 pages of something marginally insane)...

Right! Off to the wilds of Oxfordshire tomorrow to watch the Husband do this.

Back Sunday night. Keep the interwebs warm for me.

*hugs everyone*

PS/ I probably really should go and pack shouldn't I.

PPS/ How wrong is it to be slashing Hugh Fearnley Whittingstall with every random fisherman he goes out with?

Oh God, someone stop me playing with Facebook. It's getting horribly addictive. Just as well I can't access it at work - I tried, and it came up with a polite message saying "it looks like you are trying to access a site unsuitable for working hours - if you have a genuine requirement to view this page, click to continue" so I went *eek* and closed it down hurriedly, LOL

In other news, I was facing a half hour walk in the rain when the Director offered me a lift in his Alfa Spider. Result.

car registrations wot I saw on the way home:

BI7E YA and T3 WAT

( click me )

Saw a TVR on the way home.

And now I want one, please.

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