Thursday, June 22, 2006


Not sure what to say about the nanny. This morning she came up with this one (I swear this is word for word):

"[ moi ], can you get the liquer bottle (Baileys) down from the top shelf. I miss the taste..."

This is just as I'm off to Corridor Land - to put in an honest day's, ahem, graft - and leave her with junior for the next 7 hours...