OK, I admit it…

I et Steve.

I know you’ll all accuse me of weakness, but there you are – he was sitting in the fridge and starting to crumble, so it was an act of kindness really. So I had two of his fingers instead of my after-tea fromage frais yesterday, and the other two in place of my bedtime single square of choccy. So it isn’t that bad really, especially as I’d walked over three miles in the course of my caching activities, and only had frugal soup for lunch.

That’s my excuse and it’s the best you’re getting. Back to work today, and I can barely stay awake – I wonder if it’s malnutrition? I’ve also got a pulled muscle in my stomach area which is a bit painful :-( .

Ah well, at least it’s a short week.

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