Month: August 2020

Gotta love The Guardian! Reporting on a Trump media briefing today:

We have a new car!

My husband thinks it would be better if he took my car to work on the days I intend to cycle my commute, so it doesn’t just sit in our driveway attracting undue attention.

Can anyone explain to me why the locksmith who spent an hour fixing my front door lock this afternoon (for which he charged the usurious rate of $330) never told me I had leftover lunch on my face?

Sorry Auckland

Him: we should go out for dinner tonight, might be our last chance for a while if we have to go up a level.

In a possibly prescient move, I ordered a couple of jigsaw puzzles a few weeks ago.

Panic buying toilet paper?

Just cleaned out my car ready for it to be exchanged for my flash new Tesla as a trade in.

Hmmmmm