Never feel like doing too much on Boxing Day.
Bought a spare hard drive that doesn’t work. 750 GB of nothing! What’s the point of having memory, if it doesn’t work?
What’s the point of starting one of these blogs if I don’t remember to do anything on it?
What’s your happiest memory? Mine – probably lying on my Dad’s chest when I was a little boy, hearing his heart beat, surrounded by unconditional love. It does NOT get better than that.
Good to remember….
