Whist at work tonight I had the pleasure of seeing two young girls. I'm assuming that one was Rachel, the little sister of Hollie. I later observed Rachel's friend peering round a stack of pringles in an attempt to see my face.
Later when bringing the rubbish in from outside I was accused of stalking Hollie. Now as much as I like Hollie I hardly stalk her. I have better things to do than stand outside with my binoculars attempting to spy her through a window. I'm sure the gang of spritly young things were laughing at my expense but they wouldn't be the first.
Still I suppose being called a stalker is better than being called a paedophile.
Bec was looking as delightful as ever. Sorry Lisa, I know you 2 don't quite see eye to eye. Bec is always so cheerful and her being around and engaging in brief conversation does make Somerfield less boring.