eulogy

And so, after nearly three months of non-stop MSN-ing, I leave you Paul, my blonde, nicotine-addicted, big-pants-wearing, neurotic friend, 'Will'. I will not forget our endless talks of Jordan, food, London, jammies-wearing, competitions of who-can-stay-in-the-house-the-longest and seeing how far I can push the prude in you by asking rude questions before you shout, (MSN block capitals) JENNY!!

I will be back in the New Year.

P.S. I asked someone yesterday what the stuff on top of grass first thing in the morning which looks like icing sugar was called. What's happened to me?