It's a shame to wish one's life away but I've spent most of my waking moments since Saturday itching for next Friday morning and the moment I can pick my new arrival up. How sad does that make me? I feel like I used to aged about 8 in the run-up to Christmas (except the telly's not as good.)
No interest in the Disco yet, and I've just missed the deadline for LRO adverts, so if anybody knows anybody who wants a Disco, you know where to come :)
David.