Don't worry. All will be explained in due course.
Firstly however, I would like to announce a phenomonal change in the House of Mitten. Our internet is back! After many phone calls to the God-awful customer care service that TalkTalk possess, many pointless pieces of information and even a desperate "Tweet" from Phil, The TalkTalk Man, we are back online! I am sitting on my own bed, with no fat man staring over my shoulder, reading what I am typing about him, and I can't hear the sound of me typing, because a particularly loud someone has returned home...
Yep. Sister Mitten has returned from the latest leg of her globetrotting antics, conveniently in time for her own graduation from Cardiff University on Friday, and the return home was a mild celebration mixed in with jetlag and tiredness. I trotted downstairs to greet her with a hug and was greeted with a huge purple suitcase and a tired looking sister. I hung around a bit, looking at the photos from her elephant trekking, where it looks like she nearly died due to 'stampede injuries', and generally discussing her trip.
I was then greeted with a small package, covered in a Vietnamese newspaper, (which could well be valuable in 14 years time). I opened it to find a tiny, tiny bag with two miniscule tusk-shaped horns, apparently made of ivory... I was a little bit surprised, wondering what on Earth they are for, but the picture was completed as I opened the 2nd package to find a beautiful hand-carved elephant, with 2 small holes where the tusks should be. Picture perfect. It lies on my bedroom shelf, along with Mr.Potato Head and countless sporting trophies to complete one of the best-looking bedroom shelves you're ever going to see.
But now, I must get ready for work, and what will no doubt be a deathly long night-shift full of boredom and loneliness. Tonight and tomorrow night, before 4 days off, (including a 2-day trip to Cardiff), and a strangely organised cricket friendly in Dunstable, (for some reason, and weather permitting, of course). I have a busy week in store...
... But the clock is counting down.
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