I got up late.
I'm going to have a nap now.
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Actually, you want to pass off what I say as your own, I might even be flattered. Let's face it, who cares anyway?
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Very tiring, writing blog-posts.
Just woken up again with a migraine. Now can't see much past flashing jagged lines. Children due through in 5 minutes. Fun, ain't it, darling?
Send them over here. They can have fun playing in the mud.
Dave, I wish you lived next door.
Have an early night too...
Hope you survived OK.
I love naps in the afternoon! (ps I'm sharing my lovely quince jelly with everyone on Crunchie Friday - hope that's ok!)
I love naps in the afternoon! (ps I'm sharing my lovely quince jelly with everyone on Crunchie Friday - hope that's ok!)
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