Mistique
Profound Writer

I will retaliate with the Mince Pie Of Doom! M.A.D.

Aha, I see now, you are not a prisoner, you are a warden. I bet you look good in a uniform. 'Specially with a big bunch of keys. Why does it have little arrows all over it?

Hello you beautiful, young, gorgeous, tasty imp of pinkness. How are things in...er...Leeuwarden. Warden! are you in prison again?

I shall stage a sit in immediately. FREE THE PINK ONE!!!

Have a great new year.
Andy.

Merry Brussels Sproutmess, ( the veggies are after me).

Not the monster, the giant sploof. I am coughing for England now. But my marbles are coming back to roost. All I want is sleep. Oh magical duvet.

How's your germs?

Hi kid,
still in zombie mode, but communication with reality is slightly better today. You have been a strong part of my resistance to the powers that would grind me down. Ta for being there.There doesn't seem to be any chocolates on the list, so you will have to have a flower.

Ta lass, I needed that. Now going into zombie mode.

Working at the factory, decking the halls, shopping,and getting my annual bath and haircut. Catching up with people, family, friends, last minute diy still ongoing. Writing stuff for the parish council, and worrying. I'm rolling out of bed at 5 am, on the go all day til 8 in the evening.

I really appreciated the hug, thank you.

I am a big blob of knackeredness, the pre Christmas rush has begun, and there are not enough hours in the day. Still it means a few extra bob towards the mortgage. Thank you for thinking of me. I am sending you a e hug.

Oi! Bookworm. How goes the long arms?