Saturday, 1 October 2011

Personality transplant?

I think I've been taken over by an alien.

I just bought an accessory for my car that the real me would  *never* have considered.

It arrived yesterday.  Eventually I showed it to DH, ainly because I decided he'd be more patient at fitting it than I would.  He just looked at me.  He'll fit it, because he's like that. I suspect he thinks it's my car, and if I want to accessorise it this way, it's up to me.   I suspect he's also adding the caveat "...as  long as I don't expect him to ever drive it".


Bit busy at the moment with pork processing, so I'll tell you abit more about the car thing later. Maybe.

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