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Monday 9 August 2010: Come hither, mother

Whilst preparing dinner, which included digging up a shaw of tatties with help from Ella, talking to Glen on the phone about his desire to have me pay for his 'coming of age' tattoo *Gulp* and reassuring Abbie I would help her with her 'bead game' I became well aware of a situation that could be described as 'multi multi tasking'.

I think part of the telephone conversation somewhat confused Glen.

"OK Glen if you just let me know the tatties go in the basket watch your feet I'll be there in a minute"

The sleep deprivation of last night coupled with too many tasks at the one time is the equivalent of living in the surreal world.

But talking like you live there......



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