Diz has been in a funny mood the last few days.
I think it's because my new diet has me farting almost constantly. He doesn't understand why I have smuggled a barking spider into my trousers and it unnerves him.
If he were to nag me about anything it would probably be getting off the puter and going downstairs to play chasing games with him. And just typing that has made me feel guilty enough to promise him I will. In half an hour.
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