Recognise next year's cover girl? And she's signed away her photo rights. I thought I was rubbish at business. Softy.
First attempt at coffee-flavoured buttercream: it curdled. Do you suppose anyone will notice? Lemon, chocolate and lavender a lot more successful. S Opp got me started on this whole cupcake obsession, after all, and it's her birthday..
Chicken soup simmered down enough for the lid to fit on the pan now. Those little feet sticking out the top could almost turn me vegetarian. Nah, been there, done that..
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Next door's cat is sitting on my compost heap, yawning. My dear, delapidated Tiger hasn't a shred of seniority left in this neighbourhood.
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Someone emailed me 'Dear TOFF..'. And how exactly did I deserve that name? Realised, sinkingly, I chose it for myself, didn't I? I've been living with it since August and never even noticed.
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