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Today I managed to get out to the shops and then, *gasp!*, the pub. The pub trip was on the hope that Dexter would remain asleep. He didn't so I hoofed my half of Happy Chappy and hit the road again, whereupon he fell straight back asleep.
Excited to spread the news that my oldest friend, Ali, is pregnant. This is especially exciting because she bet me £50 when we were in Australia 10 years ago that she would never have kids. Ali has a history of making bets. She won a bottle of Hendricks off me when Sam proposed as she predicted.