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Thursday, 1 January 2009
was a bit shit frankly. Not a lot happened that was good. Ok so neither of my children were run over, and Husband still seems to be alive (I keep hearing the sound of effing, blinding and machine gun fire upstairs so he's still playing Grand Theft Auto), but still, it wasn't much fun. Here's to a better 2009 for all of us. May books be published, scripts bought, and children bring home Smartypants Awards from school.