Sharp Intake of Breath

Lunch is cooked. Washing done. The mess cleaned up after some arse left a tissue in his pocket and my kitchen gets strewn with wet paper and…

…I sit down. Go to yt for a laugh and see a notification.

My heart just stopped.

Boyce AND MacWoodFleet?

Oh. Holy Day :o)

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