15/05/2008 by Aileen.

I’ve got two outstanding (not read out yet) pieces of work to read at Creative Writing tomorrow. So rather than hog the morning by writing a biography (early years) of a fictional character like we were supposed to do I decided to write it as a limerick. Here it is.

There was a fine cockerel called Dumpty
Who fancied a bit of a numpty.
He wed the fair maid
And some ova she laid
And their first born they called Humpty Dumpty.

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15/05/2008 by Aileen.

I can’t quite believe it, but last night before Slimming World I thought I might not have lost any weight, owing to two take-aways and a large roast during the week. So I got two pairs of light weight trousers - weighed them - and wore the pair that was all of 20 grams lighter. I needn’t have worried - I lost 1 and a half pounds.

My TMA is almost finished. I could send it off as it is, but I want to re-arrange it a bit, polish up the ending, and generally make it more elegant. I have about 200 words to play with, so I could just about add another point (if I could think of one that was definitely relevant.)

Lovely day today by the looks of it. John has probably been driving the neighbours mad by power washing our patios for the last couple of days. The bottom one hasn’t been touched since we moved here nearly five years ago, and the bit he’d done is looking lovely. I might take a photo of it while it’s only half done.

Although I want to get on with my essay and post it off I really need to go to the tip, get some readymix cement if there’s such a thing for sticking back a couple of bricks on a garden wall, and maybe get some tomato plants etc., if I finally decide it’s too late to grow from seed. Imight hedge my bets and do both. You can never have to many tomatoes. Or courgettes. Well maybe you can have too many courgettes. They grew like billio last year. Want to try peppers again, as they failed last year.

So stop rambling, Aileen, and load up the car with cardboard, etc. Oh no. I can hear John getting up. That means another coffee and another hour gone. So much for my good intentions.

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