Ravin' Raven

Gotta be done. Stay away from this post dear friends who are devoted Catholics. I don't mean to hurt you, I either like you lots or even love you a bit, and I certainly respect you with all my heart, but this anger I feel cannot stay inside me. Treat it like a big raven shrieking on my shoulder or in my head. I can't shut it up. I have to let it out.

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And on a lighter note...

We were burgled last night.

We got a phone call from the school around the corner. Two kids handed in my handbag and purse and larians wallet. Then we discovered that stuff (laptop, mobiles, the usual) had gone. Then an old chap phoned up saying he'd found a cheque made out to larians at a nearby bus stop. He came round and dropped it off. People really are a bit lovely.

Police caught the thief less than 30 minutes after we'd been on the phone to them; plus they've recovered all the nicked stuff. So apart from the fag of cancelled cards etc, all's well, and now I have a reason to pressure my poor love for a puppy. Won't hear a word against our Manchester boys in blue!

Oh, and re that tracker thing wandering near this wee corner of lj, no thank you. Read in peace. Your anonymity is safe with me;-)