Ironically enough, I posted on this the other day and the universe ate it. The deafening silence on this blog has been due to an extended remix 12-inch picture disc of You Spin Me Right Round Baby dominating my waking hours. Lots of waking hours. With children who are coughing like urchins collecting floss under a cotton gin.
I have now reached a point where I wake spontaneously at night every 45 minutes. The little darlings have trained me to run like a mouse in a wheel.
Driving is getting interesting.