I recieved a text this morning from my dear sister which made me smile. It said:
"How come, one minute you have unscrambled egg in the microwave, the next, PING, you have omelette?"
I'm giggling again, poor Cathy.
And there was me, worrying about having to cycle three miles to Tesco in the rain. Mind you, in my nightmares about it last night, I was being attacked by doberman dogs on my bike and cycled for hours and not getting there!
Ahh, the weekend cometh.