You know the pots really need to be done when you are resorting to a gravey boat from which to eat your cereal.
I’m so confused by fuse. Like what kind of club is it trying to be? I’m honestly gutted I missed the boardwalk days….
God could I be any more unorganised.
Realised I’m on my last bottle of insulin yesterday. Rationing the 5 or so units I have remaining.
Got an emergency prescription but the chemist is out and I can’t go on the hunt as I have to get back to work.