Today I am much liking the word cantankerous. I don't know why I thought of it this morning, but I don't believe it is a word that is used anywhere near often enough!

In fact it is only ever used in the 'cantankerous old bastard' sense, meaning a grumpy old man!

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I'm actually quite happy at the moment. I love cappuccinno - I am sure I drink way too much of the stuff as we have a subsidised Costa coffee franchise on the next floor up. And it is always lovely.

BUT every now and then you get the PERFECT medium skinny cappuccinno with cinammon syrup - and I mean perfect!!! I am supping one such delight at the moment and it has made my day before my day has barely started!

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I've got so much going on in my head at the moment, and so many decisions I really need to make. And I can't get my brain around anything further than "Why the hell doesn't The Fox want me?"

But that's boys. And I think boys are another entry. This one is for cantankerous coffee. And to complain that the only favour I got offered was sausage casserole! But yum! What a favour!!!!