is taking over my life. If I am due to feed him between five and six in the evening, he starts campaigning at around three in the afternoon. Today he leapt on my back so I probably have rather deep scratches, and yesterday he trampled all over my computer.
I am quite nervous about the floor, and hope it will not prove too complicated or take too long to fit. Also I hope the varnish will dry quickly. I can hardly concentrate on anything. Bob the carpenter has never worked in London, lives in Hemel Hempstead and seems doubtful about being able to find my address, but fortunately has satnav which should help.
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