Into My Time Capsule I Go
So tomorrow morning I’m off to Iceland. I’m sitting next to my very attractive younger sister:
Now they’re going to know that I told you to say that, and they’ll say, well, your younger sister is stuck up.
HEY you quoted me!
This blog is journalism! Don’t say things if you don’t want me to quote you. I’m a journalist – aaagh stop that!
She’s flicking backgammon pieces at me.
There are two extra surprise guestbloggers in the wings, hoorah for all guestbloggers! The blog is dead, long live the blog!