There is some evidence, albeit inconclusive, that Sarah has
finally found this blog. I think it likely that a permanence of frosty relations
is portended, which is probably just as well. I’ll miss Inca, though. Inca is
probably the loveliest, most engaging little bundle of canine cuteness I’ve ever
encountered.
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For my dinner tonight I had a big plate of mixed potatoes
and veg with two vegetarian sausages perched precariously on the rim, a
buttered cherry scone (with extra cherries) and some chocolate. And now I’m so
friggin’ tired, I can’t be bothered to get off the computer chair and wash the
dishes. In fact, I’m so tired I feel incapable of judging whether it’s at all
appropriate to mention Sarah twice in one day. Since I am doing, however, I
might just mention one little fact.
‘Sarah’ is an anagram of ‘a rash.’
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