I was sitting on the sofa mulling over the intricacies of controlling unexpected hair growth when I noticed that Lo, she is a terrible Goddess was staring intently at me.
It was very disconcerting.
She continued staring.


“I was just looking to see if there was any sign of intelligent life.”

I uncrossed and recrossed my legs sending the bowl of nuts on the coffee table flying through the air. They landed, sounding like machine gun fire.

I knelt down to pick them up.

The searing pain in my knees made me realise that it isn’t a good idea to put the broken shells back in the bowl.

Now don’t tell me that isn’t an intelligent thought ………..
(There wouldn’t be much point really, would there? And nobody else needs telling. Lo, TG Ed)