“It was horrible,” I gasp, huddled under a blanket. Angus is rubbing my back, a tumbler of whiskey in my shaking hands. Mascara has run down my face in rivulets. “It’s ok now, you’re ok now,” he soothes. “I couldn’t
Archive for March, 2008
Protected: The Incredible Shrinking Woman
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You Say To-MAH-To, I Say Stop Talking Like a Ponce
I am run off my feet this morning and it’s put me in a fairly fierce mood. It started when we woke up to learn the central water heating pump had packed its bags and left. This is bad. It’s
Protected: When I Grow Up
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Protected: Hiddily Hoddily Neighbourinos!
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