Wow.
I’ve just got called down to the front desk to collect some flowers that had randomly turned up there. Cue some very puzzled porters. And an even more puzzled JTA, actually.
[If you’re no’ a fan o’ sappy weediness, ye shud look awa’ noo…]*
Just for the record, Ruth is far too good for me, and I don’t deserve her at all, and I love her enormously, and she has a wonderful talent for making life seem better, even when everything is tiring and stressful and bleak. So a huge thank-you, and I love you to her, and hooray, because you are so very wonderful and kind! And also I appear to be full of cheer and smiles. Hooray!
[Yez can all carry on wi’ yer readin’ from heer. It’s safe noo]
*I’ve been typing in vaguely Scots since December. I’ve no idea why.
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Cool. That’s very cute.