My friend just brought his newborn baby into work and I nearly broke down and cried. I haven't cried for a very long time and it was a strange sensation to be fighting back the tears after all this time. Luckily there are two people in the office who know (well, they think I had a miscarriage) and were supportive and got me away from the baby quickly. After seeing my own dead foetus last week, with arms and legs and eyes, to see a healthy baby just made me feel sick.
And what, dear friends, is the solution? An 18 inch pizza, a bottle of wine, a spliff, a comedy and a good mate to share it all with! Have a good evening one and all
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My evening planned!
