Wednesday, 21 May 2008

Fifteen Minutes...

...Until I'm out of work like a bat out of hell and across the park to the District Line. I have my camera, my sunglasses, spare batteries for said camera, and an emergency supply of cash for Pimms courtesy of the Hubster.

Seriously, the knowledge that I am off to the Chelsea Flower Show any minute now is the only thing that's got me through the absolute bowel movement of a day I've had so far.

Well, that and the tangy gummy dinosaurs Hubster included in his lunchtime Red Cross aid parcel.

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