The thoughts, semi-thoughts, splenetic rantings and vague half ideas, of a leftie-lib marooned in Palmerston North, New Zealand.
Friday, 22 August 2008
The dreaded lurgee, hoist by his own petard
Bugger. Mrs lurgee and both children are smitten with sicknesses, so I will not be attending Drinking Liberally in Palmy tonight. Which is a shame because i was looking forward to cracking jokes about which phone box the next meet would be held in ...