It's been too long

Since I had a good shit.
Listening to Woman's Hour the other day or some thing like that.
Oh, by the way, I've taken up permanent residence in London. It's fantastic! I'm applying from asylum. I said my human rights were being diminished by bad taste. It's much better over here. There is still a lot of bad taste, but there's also a lot less baggy clothes and the boys wear real tight trousers, even the straight ones. It's fabulous.
So, Woman's Hour. I was listening to, oh, Martha Kearney, some old trout like that and they were talking about the prune as a laxitive and I realised I hadn't been to the toilet for a number 2 since february.
So, I apologise blog readers.
But yesterday I did it. It was big and solid like the arm of a chair and it felt good too.
love you.
Pity the weather feels like a businessman's armpit.
lalalala
M xxxxxx