That’s why I’m going to pass on the serious post about
falling standards among staff in the retail sector and watch Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone
again instead. (I bought the two-disc set in a charity shop yesterday for 50p.
I like charity shops.) I’m hoping it will provide an effective antidote to disturbing memories
of snarling black dogs leaping out of the wall with fangs barred and heading
for my throat. Whether it works might or might not be indicated in a later
post.
But first I have to wash the dishes and vacuum the floor.
Isn’t life exciting?
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