Tuesday 15 February 2011

Friend of Dorothy

Mr Hnaef was in London last night and told me was going to an 'archaeology meet up.' I had a very pleasant evening rearranging the votive candle cupboard. I was very confused to pick up a rambling voice mail on my mobile phone this morning from Mr Hnaef. He sounded very emotional and was muttering about cocktails and his sadness at not having worn his favourite red pants. He then went on to say that I was not to worry, that he loved me very much and that he was just a friend of dorothy. Whatever could he mean?
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