Hello Harriet

Did you know that while you were driving my sister Grace to hospital to have 2 valiums pumped out of her stomach (wow, did that really happen? Grace - you better get yer butt in here and explain yerseff, ferchrissakes. And to you, Harriet, thanks muchly for saving my sister's life!), so, as I was saying, while you were out there saving lives, I showed up at Edron one fine day at 1 o'clock or whatever to pick my sisters up from school, only to find Stephanie in floods of tears because Grace "was dead".

"What?!" I shrieked, taking her by the shoulders and shaking her (poor thing - you really didn't want to be my sister back then).

"She's dead!" sobbed poor Steph again, "her friends came to look for me to tell me that she'd fallen asleep in the middle of class and nobody could wake her up afterwards because... (sob)... because.. (lip tremble)... because..."

"Because what?" I shouted, hysterical.

"Because... she DIED!!!"

Holy Mother of God, are you sure?! Oh shit, OK, calm down, Tanya, let's just... er... shit! try to find out what... where... holy moly, I don't believe this...

It was only after several minutes that someone informed both Steph and I that no, Grace wasn't actually dead, actually, she was just very, very tired.

Pero apa sustito, no manches.

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Lovely to hear from you Harriet, sorry for not mentioning you in my li'l video clip, I intended to, I swear! But the whole point was to be spontaneous (how many times do I say the word "great"?) and it just, y'know, slipped my mind and time was running out and... anyhoo... hello to you and to yours. Special hi to Gustave (and Gabriela).