Saturday afternoon
I'm a teensy bit hungover and beside myself with anticipation for Doctor Who. The excitement teamed with the Marmite on toast I've just eaten has created an unfortunate stomach situation*. I think I'm going to have a lie down and try to pat the poor afflicted belly into submission.
* It is quite possible that I may have eaten a delicious cheese and bacon pasty a few hours earlier. It might also be possible that the pasty and toast are now warring with each other for supremacy of my digestive tract.
Possibly.
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