Exit tree stage left.

I just said yes.

I said yes.

I must be mad. Madder’n a chocolate teapot. Madder’n a lorry.

For goodness sake! I am soon to be the proud (sic) owner of a Morris Minor Series II.

What tree am I meant to be in again?

In other news my placement for university appear unaware that I’ll be attending, and the woman I’m meant to be on placement with has been off sick for [a long time]. Woo! Go Uni!