Tosser

If the cap fits, wear it, they say, but I draw the line at pancakes. I love pancake day. Haven't decided yet what to give up for Lent.

George started his new job today and came home with a company car. I've never had a company car. I guess you need to work for a company.

NB. Gill was very amused to find we'd gone to the pancakes a week early. I blame the supermarket announcement that had me thinking it was this week. "Tosser indeed," she said.