You know I am in trouble when I start to talk about the weather.
My inner landscape, with all its strange flora and fauna, is not a jungle I want to invite people into today - in there it is gloomy and overcast...
so "Have a Nice Day!"
"Cheer up, it may never happen!"
"You use 13 muscles to smile, and 53 muscles to frown!"
And if that doesn't make you feel like strangling me, and putting me out of my misery, then I don't know what will.
I am off now, to get a job as a clown for MacDonalds....