Can't complain too much today about inanimate objects behaving badly. Indeed, if one were to regard the oxtail soup patented by The Missus as a 'thing', then the two bowls-full I've just consumed might be rightly regarded as constituting the perfect restorative. Evidence, if it were needed, that things can be good after all.
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