Face

I haven't got my 'face on.'

Well, I have got my actual face on. Not having my actual face on would be silly. I would be faceless. And then I couldn't see. Or eat. Or think.

What I am actually doing with this face is wondering where our lovely guest is?

Because - well not to put too fine a point on it - he is great at playing, and snuggles, and you know just about everything. Particularly as you are going out all day.

It is not any port in a storm, aprecious.

He just rocks my world.

Sorry. I was going to break it to you gently but...

Another long one. Meeting yesterday was interesting in actual fact.