Sleepwalking.

• Restaurant review of the year.

• Internet Love Song.

• I CAN SEE ONLY A BLANK PAGE. OF COURSE, IT COULD BE THAT MY BRAIN SWITCHED OFF MY VISION TO PROTECT MY REMAINING SANITY. I AM TYPING THIS WITH A STICK IN MY NAVEL.

• 88 Lines About 44 Fangirls.

• The French advertise using what appear to be Goldfrapp outtakes. (Not brain safe.)

Life is reasonably cheerful now. I am in pubs on Saturday and Sunday afternoons, notably the Pembury in the latter case. You?

I don't write a lot here of late. What would you like to see? (Apart from Freda pics, which I have to prepare a locked post of.)

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Update: I routinely call Freda "the cleverness." She just had a bath in the kitchen in the little baby tub. And discovered splashing! And discovered she could kick the plug out! I've just mopped up the kitchen. Freda found this fabulously amusing. Liz took the opportunity to observe once again that Freda's my daughter. Grandparents' revenge.

We can meme them for you wholesale.

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