The thoughts of me and my dog who used to be Harvey, but is now George, who is Harvey's great-great-great-great-nephew.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
This could be why I can never find anything in my handbag
So I've sorted it out and only put back the stuff I really need. Like my glasses. And a spare old pair in case I forget my glasses. And a pen. And a spare in case. And a notebook and my purse. And some paracetamol in case, as well as my prayer pebble, to remind me to pray. Not that I need much reminding at the moment. And GrandDaughter's book for emergencies.
I probably don't need the Springsteen cd, conkers, a tape measure, doggy bags or several pay slips. Not to mention numerous out-of-date Sainsburys vouchers, nail strengthener, Husband's MP3 player or empty mint packets.