Home Alone

Here I am home alone. Jan and Jamie and the dog off camping. Only me and the cat left.

Did I bring home a selection of Dance CD’s to play really load without hearing “Turn that rubbish off… all sounds the same… how can you tell them apart?”. Did I?

No, I did not. Doh!

To be fair to Jan she doesn’t actually say those things anymore. She just tsk-tsk’s a lot and thinks them 🙂

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