A lovely dinner…. 2 black sausages and batter that turned into an only partially edible biscuit.The oven was too hot.I never want to see a sausage again! A strange lonely feeling descended onto me like an old dying dog with a thin grey coat.
It was time to give in and read the Weetabix Box with a magnifying glass.
Why I am I here, I pondered.Nobody answered.It would have been a terrible shock if they had done
How my heart speaks 