Friday, 22 October 2010

Diary of a glass-half-empty person 21

If you're wondering where my previous blog about freedom really came from, I can tell you that it sprang from a discussion I was having with Consuela (my Tejana maid) the other night. I had just airily declared that "There's nothing I couldn't do if I put my mind to it."

"Oh yeah?" Consuela said in reply. "Try slamming a revolving door!"

Y'know, sometimes I could cheerfully strangle her - she can be too damn clever by half.

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