Ugh

Wotcha.

Just back from fabulous skiing. No shattered bones. Lovely.

Now I’m in the office.

More when I am not crippled by horrendous holiday blues…

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However, on a lighter note, The German and I witnessed the following exchange the Saturday before last, while checking in for our outbound flight:

Irate Traveller, turning unhealthy shade of puce, spits: “I did not swear. I did not!”

Help Desk Monkey, sporting outsize smirk, retorts: “Er, I’m pretty sure you did actually. Sir.”

Brightened up my morning, that.

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Welcome back. Other people’s bad days always perk me up.

At least someone’s feeling sunny… blerk.



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