Thursday, 7 February 2008

Mirrors...

...on every conceivable surface in the *bathroom*. Not the bedroom. It's not the sleaze motel.

Going home today. Sniff. I had got used to business travel. Nobody at home lays all my toileteries out on a little hand towel and leaves a message on my pillow at night telling me what the weather is going to be like tomorrow (well, expect when the roof is leaking, but that's different.) Ah well, perhaps I will be snowed in. You never know.

1 comment:

Alis said...

Hope coming home isn't too much of a downer. Your blogs about Canada have been keeping me amused all week. Ta!