Framed

Another day mostly spent stripping, but I did get out to visit another potential care home. And this one didn't smell of piss, which is a bit of a good sign.
Look, I've got internet stuff to read. What's happening at Hearts? I'm not going to find out hee haw writing mair piddle on blip. We don't want MrP's blip smelling of pee now, do we? Peep peep!