Friday, 20 December 2013


Ignore YESTERDAY'S blog post. Time for a frowny face L or rather five L L L L L 's or six if you include the Great GREMLIN God's L 

The OFFICE was suitable destroyed. Her Majesty STOMPED and CLASHED up the stairs. She blundered into the office and then promptly dropped the pre-decorated Christmas tree she'd bought, shattering and showering us with glitter and glass. To add injury to injury, she clapped her hands and declared 'Tiny Moving Christmas Trees'. Then she gathered us up and pinned us to the notice board. AGAIN. The others are still trying to escape. 

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