Day Forty Two - a bug strikes

This is the sort of post that if your other half reads it, then all your privileges get cut off, sewn up in a tight velvet bag and thrown from a cliff into the sea.

But I couldn't resist.

I know I'll pay a heavy price for writing this. But it was there - floating around in my head and I had to let it out.

Honestly, our brains are full of terrible thoughts and desires - if you let them fester and hide deep within the recesses of your mind, then it can have dreadful consequences later on in your life. You could end up being someone who likes watching cooking programmes on TV, or worse, home improvement shows.

Or be that person at parties who talks about how long it took them to drive there, and the pros and cons of the routes available.

You have been warned.