something is wrong with the time on this blog. I don't know what to do or how to change it. but I am sitting here waiting for dad to come back from sainsburys with some ratatouille ingredients and thinking about my nightshift tonight, it is 5 p.m exactly. Poppy is watching friends. Buster and roxy are curled up on the settee together. look what time it reckons i posted this look. weird.