When the bubble bursts

Travelling along quite happily. Note the “quite”. Maybe burying my head in the sand, kind of thinking I can knock along quite happily with this structure and then they go and do something so stupid it is unbelievable, unkingdom, ungodly and unwise. Now I want to huff and puff until I’ve blown this house down. The question is how far do I embrace the big bad wolf or do I let sleeping dogs lie thinking they are chasing rabbits in their own happy dream world.

I know most of you haven’t clue about what I’m on about but there is nothing quite like mixing your metaphors on the web to help get things straighter in my head.

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