The show must go on

In so many days, the day just got worse and worse and worse. I was thinking to myself, 17 days ( random number there) good or even better, 1 day bad.

Thankfully the myriad of bad parts of the day, unpleasant stuff at work, considerably considerably worse with someone I know, discovering our car was scratched (a very very unpleasant story, with many chapters I do not want to know about), flour mite infestation, milk spilling all over a shopping bag, oh never ending mishaps .... anyway, I was saying the myriad was put right by a performance by Marc Almond. It was a brilliant evening and sort of put things back where they ought to be.

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