I've never heard the word mojo used outside of blogs but anyway, if you've mislaid whatever it is, try these:
- Bit of A Blur by a hilarious guy from Blur I'd hardly heard of. Best rattled through on a Sunday afternoon in the pub, with Abbot Ale.
- Boeing Boeing. Farce best enjoyed sober, after work, with your mum. I am grateful for my mum; must definitely tell her that one day.
The trials and tribulations of an emotional toddler
Waiting...and waiting...and waiting
About Me
- London Bachelor
- London, United Kingdom
- 20-something desk monkey. Ennumbed of mind but warm of heart.
4 comments:
mums are great. I would like to tell mine the same, if only she could get her head around mobile phone technology and actually answer when I ring her. By the time I manage to get hold of her I'll be so annoyed that I won't want to tell her how nice she is anymore.
on a very random and unrelated note... you weren't in John Lewis in Oxford St at lunchtime were you?
no i wasn't in john lewis i was in the pub! although that reminds me i need to buy a bedside lamp.
in that case you have a John Lewis-shopping doppleganger. spooky.
Far more effective than my current reading, I imagine. I've never known literature on the Rwandan genocide to lift anyone's spirits.
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