Well, it seems to have taken me nearly four hours, door to door, but then having a snooze on a sunny train with the windows open is one of the more pleasant ways to spend an afternoon, in my opinion. It was a lovely end to a lovely weekend; I feel so relaxed now, like I've been on a lovely holiday that did what holidays are supposed to do!
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Glad you got home safely!
You too!!
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I always hated Pingu.
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Clearly!
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Glad you got home safely and are feeling refreshed and renewed. :)
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Thank you! It seems to have reverted to a bit crappy this morning, but it was a great weekend anyway!
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(Can you do a "it was only a dream and Pingu was in the shower all the time" poem?
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OK... Add this on the end:
Until it was, right then, that Pingu's mum
Awoke and realised it was all a dream:
The panic of her nightmare vanished then.
She saw her son and husband next to her
In bed and smiled a much contented smile,
Relieved to see they both were tucked up safe.
Of course, she realised now, she should have known
That Pingu had no wizard-penguin skills -
She'd long been reading too much Potterfic
And it had made her dreams go very weird.
Relaxing back, she soon was fast asleep
Again, to dream of dancing jellyfish;
The night went on, completely undisturbed.
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