There is now precisely one hour. One hour before the clock strikes 12. Then I’m turning into the pumpkin-like thingie. I might even lose one of my bejewelled slippers.  Where do I go with this? Seriously? Nothing.

How often do you groan and grunt when you get interrupted by the littlest thing when you are focused on getting something done as quickly as you can so you can give your 100% attention to other