Dear Man upstairs.

that has lightened my day greatly. I now feel able to get on with my next task of discussing urination with a nun. dont ask.
 
Love it!!
My OH and his A&E colleagues want to get a stamp made for their notes that reads 'slipped on ice' because they are getting so sick of having to write it every 5 minutes.

I'm not allowed to moan about the weather: our cat went missing all night in -10 the other night and I made a pact with Mother Nature that if she gave me my cat back, I'd stop b*atching about the snow. He returned at 7am the following morning, so I've been keeping my side of the bargain :)
... strange what those long, dark, cold nights do to our sanity...
 
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