The Princess slept from seven to seven last night. Rejoice.
on 18 April 2004 at 02:16
Bloody hell. That birthday must have taken more out of her than we all thought. She’s hopped from attention-needing baby to bed-loving layabout like myself in the space of a day!
Now all I have to do is read a bit of that waste report and I’ll be ready for 12 hours myself…
on 19 April 2004 at 15:19
Hmm, Jack, don’t know about the Cork waste plan, a little terrifying, no?
Locotes, she woke up at 5.00 this morning so all is not entirely sorted, but definitely getting there..
on 19 April 2004 at 15:25
What?!? You don’t trust those nice, faceless, managerialist type people who want to incinerate things – eveything, burns baby! – and train the noble savages of the local population to reduce, recycle and reuse?
I’m shocked 🙂
on 19 April 2004 at 15:38
Dreadful, isn’t it?