But with all the stuff that went on when I was on “holiday”, I think I’ll leave it a day or two.
Bloody bastards. What the hell does an eighteen year old know about life? What’s even more scary is that at least three of them lived only 30 miles away from me. I’m off to knit for a little bit and watch James Bond; where the baddies told you they were going to try and kill you and didn’t live next door.