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Canned
That’s it really. More later no doubt. Off to lick my wounds.
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I love you Mr Postman
Because you brought me these lovely fabrics from M is for Make. She can be found here. A brilliant shop. These lovelies are destined for Christmas makes. Look at me, so organised. Or maybe just a fabric addict. You choose.
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Life in a goldfish bowl
Yay! A goldfish bowl cushion! I’m knackered so pictures only tonight. I’ll post details in the morning.
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Baggage – the obligatory back to school post
Oh, you know it’s an inevitability like death and taxes – the back to school post. So, let’s talk bags. Yep, bags. They are, I feel, a bit of a metaphor – I’ve got a range on bags in my life and in my cupboards, apart from the ubiquitous Yorkshire Tea (Aside: this was recommended…
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Pegged out
I am whacked. The rest of the family have gone to Dartmouth regatta but Little One and me stayed home and now he’s in bed. Silence. Bliss. PD means that when you get tired you REALLY get tired, reducing me to a teary wreck. So I bowed out of the trip and here I am.…