My Aim is True

By MAiT

BCC

The Old Town looked rather lovely in this blue hue this morning. At one point the sun shone. However most of the day was grey and miserable.

I seem to have spent the last couple of weeks embroiled in a couple of machiavellian plots. And I can't recall who knows what and who has said what to whom. This is all far to complex for me. And to make matters worse I was today included (by bcc) in an email thread that is full of subtle twists and back stabbing. Jeez...............ARGH


Walking home tonight I realised that the falling snow had cut out the middle man and was just falling ready made as slush.

Tonight I have mostly been listening to this.

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