brought to you by Robbie Williams in the form of Escapology. (Please note, I’ve linked to the non explicit version. I had no idea there was an explicit version until I accidentally bought it this afternoon. Oops. But there you go.)
And if you want someone to blame it on, it was inspired by MammyWoo. Well, not Robbie Williams directly, but the purchase of an album just for me. For the princely sum of £1.99 from our Factory shop. I’m working on not feeling guilty about it, especially as it’s got explicit lyrics so I’m not going to be able to listen to it very often. Once again, oops.
It turns out that I’m not very good at not feeling guilty. Or perhaps a better way of putting it would be that I appear to have mislaid the whole happiness button atm. So I’m going to just keep on paddling, and trying to do little bits to cheer myself up, excavate the house gradually and hope that eventually I’ll come back up for air.
I usually do.




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