Hanne

10 July 2009: Entitled 'On Thursdays and Cuckoo Clocks, Fork Oil and the Signs of Growing Old'

It’s Thursday. I hate Thursdays. Of all the days of the weeks Thursday is by far the worst, like a big black vortex full of nothing-left-to-do-ness squished between the wow-the-week’s-beginning of Monday and the pheeuwph-it’s-time-to-relax of Friday. This is not the sort of thing that one should really admit (especially not before one’s 21st birthday) but I rather ...

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