My cardboard-coloured dreams

Ah Monday... Back in work with a whole bunch of disgruntled Welsh people complaining about England winning the rugby, so today should be good fun. On the up side, the boys from the job centre are outside digging a big hole in the frosty ground for me (well, not actually for me, just on my behalf) while I get to stay inside and 'supervise' (eg: shout) at them from the window... Heh heh heh.

( Wot I did on the weekend by miss squiddy aged five and three quarters )