The weeks are running past like Sonia O'Sullivan late for a bus to Cork city to pick up a bag of runner gear. I told my friend that soon it will be Christmas and he spat into my face and called me a rotten liar. But it's only 9 Sundays til the big man is back. Would it be worth getting a clock in every room of the house and that way you'd be hyper aware of time? Hope you're having a goood Sunday anyway, any nice snacks on the go?
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