Its been so long since I wrote on here that when I came to log in I had to try about 8 different passwords before I got it right. Honestly though I have had nothing to write about, things might have happened but nothing I felt the need to stick pen to paper over or should that be hands to keys. So in order to just post something (the best kind of post at the moment, bloody postal strikes) will resort to nostalgia.
Lets just start with this.....
MIST SHEEPDOG TALES!!
maybe one of the greatest programmes ever made. I as a rule dont like programmes about animals and I especially dont like talking animals and so this may come as surprise to those who know me.
It links to nostalgia though, not when I was a child but last year. I have a friend called Hannah who I dont see anymore but this was just one of those things that caught on, and now whenever I feel a bit meh it doesnt fail to cheer me up. Except that time that my I bought my little sister the dvd and we watched it for 4 hours. That day I didnt like it all that much.
Sheepdogs and Passwords,
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