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My parents were watching the Mrs Bradley Mysteries last night which have a theme tune saying "you're the starch in my collar" as a metaphor for how he can't live without someone. Which to my modern sensibiltiy is laughable, the idea that you couldn't imaginge a life with a limp collar. Though perhaps its just my slovenly ways - maybe starch is indeed the key to happiness. (The other lyrics include "cream in my coffee" so I don't think we're talking oxygen level necessity anyway.)

I am, like jekesta, spending more time that I really wish to on The Simpsons Tapped Out, building a town and completing tasks. I don't mind The Simpsons, but I'm not a huge fan so sometimes I don't really get what's going on. But I like earning rewards, and building libraries, and saving up doughnuts and then immediately spending them on a mysery box.

My neck plague does not appear to be abating much. It's stopped spreading to my face, I think thanks to the cream, but the lumps are still red and painful in my neck. I shall keep taking the rest of the antibiotics (2 more weeks, I think) and cross my fingers - also be better about applying the cream twice a day instead of when I remember to be bothered.

I asked this elsewhere - ( Where can a fusspot buy a bag? )

This month is reminding me why I don't want to work from home. I miss my colleagues, I am unproductive all day and then do guilty panic working into the night, and I never feel like I'm off duty because I could always potentially be working.