Bring on the Pizza*
Have I lost weight this week? Dunno. The scales have gone doo-lally (Hinglish even!) so I can't tell. But it's getting late (OK, it's dark outside) I'm tired, it's Friday night & we both like pizza!
*Besides which, I find it more interesting than dancing girls! Now a few male dancers . . . Thinx: the Matthew Bourne production of "Swan Lake" is on at Sadlers' Wells next month. Hmmm . . .
Meanwhile, for those wondering where I was this morning (what d'you mean, you hadn't noticed? *Cries*) Yesterday I posted, switched off, took the train to Chichester, viewed the Chichester branch of the Embroiderers' Guild exhibition - very beautiful, lots of great stuff, plenty of inspiration -, viewed the Christmas exhibition at the Oxmarket gallery - lots of great stuff, some 'modern art' too (ah well, we're none of us perfect), pottered about, headed back for a meeting, did some more stuff, came home - to find H had tried to switch on the computer & come up with a dud monitor.
Yes, he got it working again - any spelling mistakes are cos I'm tired. w00t for Geeks! He wandered off to Maplin, got a new fuse, replaced it, re-booted some of the software & here we are. Yay!
Right, it's Armistice Day tomorrow. Those who don't know
what the poppies are all about - red or white, could try looking here. I'm too tired to blog more. *Yawn!* Zzzzzzzz!
Y'all have a good weekend now!