Every now and then I do actually follow my sisters’
advice and have a restful, self-caring day or two.
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A strange but refreshing morning.
Fester and the boys went out and I reclined on
the chaise longue and read a Hamish MacBeth.
As soon as I'd made myself a coffee and come
upstairs for my ablutions, to dress and turn on the computer, the front door
opened and who should it be but Thunderthighs returning and Bazoukiboy
visiting.
So I brought my coffee
downstairs, made Bazoukiboy a cup of tea and returned to the chaise longue to
chat.
I've got as far as checking here,
emails and cleaning my teeth.
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