Sometimes I think I might just as well give in and say I don't understand them.
Rain her with lovely romantic gifts like food processors and jigsaws and carpet cleaners and shovels and rotivators..
The wind blows icy from the Artic.
Pick up a load of second hand compost bins and her delight is complete.
I will understand one day.
R
Sunday, 18 October 2009
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