Oh my.

Last night a bracelet that's been on my ankle finally gave up the ghost (after being repaired once already with black cotton), it'd been hanging on by a thread for weeks and weeks, poor thing.

I think it was Girl or Vampy that gave it to me, maybe, I probably should know but it'd been there for so long it's lost all it's colour and shape, heh.

A couple of days ago, I was at work and passed two old chaps (both around seventy) chatting away under a doorway sheltering from the rain.

I overheard one of them ask the other..

'Have you heard any Rage Against the Machine albums? They're really good, I borrowed a CD from my grandson.'

It was SOOOOOOOOO cute, I wanted to scamper up to them and indulge in some man cuddles.

I chuckled for ages.

Five days!!

Gosh, I'm so lucky.