Not my work, came in an email from my Bro in Law.
And so she came in from playing out with her little friend:
DD: I've got back ache
Me: How have you got back ache?
DD: We dug a grave.
Me: Who for?
DD: A poor dead hedgehog..
Me: Are you sure it was dead? it wasn't just asleep or hibernating or something was it?
DD: Oh Mu-um! Of course he was dead. His head was part gone and his skull was all exposed and one of his legs had been eaten off and...
Me: OK,ok....Wash your hands before we eat then...
Sent to me by my Twisted Sister. Not my work...
"Star of my life, to the stars your face is turned; would I were the heavens looking back at you with ten thousand eyes."
Thirteen years ago today since we first set eyes upon each other.
(Words from Plato)