The Beast has been running about building stages at Cafe C , working late and moping about coughing and generally making a big old fuss . Consequently as the sorry state of my fruit bowl apptly demonstrates The Beasts Lair is a
manky festering tip slightly untidy.
I shall be spending the evening replenishing provisions
nekkid hoovering and flitting about with a duster manfully returning my home to its former opulent splendour.