Phhhh...

Faced with impending exams, I find lots of character-building things to do other than keeping my (large) nose in a book. I cooked lunch for the family today , and the fare was lapped up by appreciative folks usually denied edible victuals. I then managed to give myself a lovely, nagging beauty of a headache which has now been replaced by a twisty backache. There is nothing good on the telly tonight and I still haven't figured out the show time of Doctor Who. I have also given a passable lecture on the crisis of religion in the Victorian Age to a friend who couldn't care less- she wanted my opinion on certain aspects of her clothing. And yes, you ARE fat. I hope you don't read my blog. I also found an interesting looking metal thingie in the left drawer of the crockery cupboard. I think it is a medieval torture instrument. It does resemble a twisted fork, but l'm special so it can't be that.