December 17, 2003
That's all we could get out of Jules tonight. She's pissed off with something, but can't work out or explain what. It might've been dinner, as the smell on the ward was smoked/boiled fish, which would've gone down well - NOT
Not as chirpy as normal, but quite chatty.
Pics in the extended bit...
Whatever it was pissing her off was soon forgotten, and she was smiling again once more
Posted by alan at December 17, 2003 10:49 PM
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