there today. EB, look - I bought that plant that promises to take over my pond; Christopher Lloyd says it feels like old man's 3-day beard, he's perfectly right of course.Slept well, woke wondering if those hideous decorative beams on my bedroom ceiling have any integral purpose, but now, I daresay, is not the time to find out.
I have a lovely replacement mobile (thank you, Virgin, £2.99), but its ringtone sounds like an Egyptian belly dancer & I Can Only Seem To Send Texts With Initial Capitals.
The lovely lost cat has been claimed. I will now attempt a leisurely (ho, bloody ho) morning until 2pm Consultant's appt. xxx
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just thought you'd like to know that as I read this, Solomon (the gray cat) has curled up on my left arm looking blissful. his morning's been made by finding us all in residence again...love, jb
glad you're home; thank you for joining in.
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