Whoa, ScoobHad a bit of a ‘whoa, Scoob’ moment today. It came about 3pm, when I noticed I’d been wearing my nice new jumper inside out all day. Sheila, who bought me the jumper, assured me this was good luck.

Apparently when you do something stupid and sustain a run of bad luck, the universe owes you one. I’m watching you, universe. You owe me a thing that is as good as wearing a jumper inside out for half a day at work is bad. Erm, like a doughnut or something.


One of the good things about having tags on a blog is you can let people know when you’re trying to be funny. This post, for instance, is tagged ‘humour’…