Okay, so it's raining, I'm up at 9am to deliver papers and I'M SMILING! How weird is that? I have no reason to smile, and so I'm like "Lucy! Stoppit, before someone sees you looking like an arse!" But the act of talking to myself causes me to ignore my own advice and I just start having a laughing fit...

So I'm walking along with this HUGE grin on my face and a woman is walking towards me with her dog, she sees me smiling and smiles back, and what do I do?! I laugh in her face of course!! She must have thought I was some sort of loon freshly escaped from the local mental assylum. I've got both hands clamped over my mouth so that no giggles can escape and so that no one can see me smiling for no apparent reason. But this simple act of trying to hide my madness draws attention as the builders down the road see me apparently trying to smother myself and so I all these weird stares and it just causes me to start laughing again.

I'm walking down Tranent High Street laughing my head off. At nothing. It was a good morning =]