I smell of dust, old books and bluebells. Snow. Again. : comments.
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Too cool for subject
Yes you can. All you have to do is hop on a plane. I've got plenty of room. :o)
Ah, giveover!
Too cool for subject
Oh the temptation! And winter hasn't really started yet - but then neither has summer ::taps foot impatiently:: It's blooming cold out there today - real woolly socks and curry weather. Brrrrr.
Too cool for subject
Too cool for subject
Mmmm - yum.
The guy who works next door to us (and is quite prim in most respects) suddenly confessed this week to pouring "a wee drop of whiskey on m'porridge of a morning"... sounds perfectly reasonable to me *g*
Thank you
Sending you some Friday hugs.
Re: Thank you
Big hugs babe - I hate to think of you unhappy, but words can never put some things right. Just thinking of you tonight, ok?
::more hugs::