Netball

A girl’s game. Yet somehow I’ve been roped into playing at lunchtime today. Not quite sure what to expect….

Without getting into specifics, it’s always nice when someone else holds up there hand and says – “sorry, I made a booboo..” It’s twice as sweet when it’s the taxman, and he includes a cheque! Mind you it does introduce the problem of what to spend it on.. .bummer eh?! ๐Ÿ˜‰

Ohh and no ‘affordable’ internet connection at home yet, awaiting SurfTime details – then I’ll polish off the re-design and post it.

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Doing my best to find a balance.

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