all fixed

Phew, saved just prior to full Hulk transformation, by young, floppy-haired heating engineer. It could've got nasty. Green and nasty.

Just got back from first time at local groupe de mamans. They all seem a very nice crew, and they had some verrrryy nice biscuits de noel, lots of cinammon and very crumbly. (The Siropwaffeln still hold the number 1 spot, mind.) They don't half yabber fast, though, which made my head hurt. By the end as I sat nodding and grinning like a fool, not understanding what on earth they were talking about. When it's all in English, I quite enjoy groups, being an all-round loudmouth and extrovert. This time I barely squeaked, which made me wonder what it might be like to be shy.. I also found the 'talkers' a bit domineering, which made me think, gee am I like that, and then think, yes, a little, which made me think, shut the old cakehole more often then. And even use your ears once in a while. Eh?