…no, I’m not going to stop blogging. Sorry.
I hope to have time later on to write a proper post but manic doesn’t begin to describe things here at the mo. So, in the meantime, in response to all the queries arising from my Jazz Hands post for Autistics Speaking Day here are the words to Super Pooper, which must, if you remember, be sung to the tune of Abba’s Super Trooper.Super pooper, Mammy has to change you, You got a stinky bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, And it is no fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun You didn’t stop at number one.
I hope this will serve you as well as it has served us.