Dancing on a mountain of bones sounds like a bit of a risky manoeuvre. We survive Covid and die after tripping over a badly placed femur, rolling down the side of the mountain and being crushed under an avalanche of skulls.

Perhaps we can crush the bones and use them to create a nice, flat, hard-packed dancefloor instead?

Some people apparently are just resistant to it. I still haven’t had it, and haven’t had a covid vax for a couple of years now. It’s been floating around at work on a semi-regular basis so I’m pretty sure I would have been exposed quite a few times.

You’re overthinking it. Just answer the questions as best you can and don’t worry about the rest of the details - they are not doing a detailed analysis of your site, they will just be doing a rough classification to identify rough links in the aggregate data.

Miss Meow still has hers from last year!

Mr Woof has decided to try and steal an onion, I have no idea why. The onions have now been moved to higher ground for safety. Maybe Miss Meow put him up to it?

Well that was good timing. It was bucketing down on the drive home, cleared up in time for the dog walk, and now it’s bucketing down again now that I’m home.

The weather’s a bit awul out there, Mr Woof’s walk might be as brief as I can get away with. On a positive note the rice cooker should have made a start on dinner by the time I get home.

I currently have an annoying bit of string stuck in my teeth, and I can’t remove it because it’s the end of my disolving stitches and is tied into my gums. I do not like this situation.

A hamburger and chips please

I have never caught an Uber.