I smell of dust, old books and bluebells. Freak OUT! : comments.
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Too cool for subject
I showered before dinner, at around six thirty, it wasn't there then. Mark went up at about nine, came down and asked me if I'd been scribbling on the bathroom wall...
No handymen, guests, kids or neighbours around, just us two. It isn't Mark playing silly buggers - it's not his style and he's as mystified as I am.
"You know, if this is actual writing, it looks more Arabic than Latin ;-)"
Oh way to go; now I'm REALLY freaking!!!
RAOTFL!