Words passed to me by my Lovely Mum and which I hold to. She would have laughed like a drain at this, then rallied our forces. Integrity is a scarce commodity anyway but one which seems in short supply in some of the circles I have frequented.
In the immortal words of Chumbawumba – “I get knocked down but I get up again – ain’t nothing gonna bring me down.”
Uni Boy is back in my nest for the weekend and my conscience is clear – I shall sleep well tonight – and tomorrow?
Got writing to do
Got people to see
Got places to go
Bring it on 🙂