Tuesday, 6 November 2007


Just embarassed self in front of freakishly good looking postman. Caught him at the front door trying to post an oversized envelope through our letterbox. It clearly did not fit. So I startled him by opening the door, and telling him sorry the letterbox did not work anymore, nearly said it needed batteries (stock line for kids when things don't work). He just gave me a look and went off. Then I remembered he used it everyday, course it worked.

Why do we talk sometimes when we should say nothing. Or is it just me?

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