Yesterday I was 8 years old, building camps, writing books on newts and certain that I’d grow up to be David Attenborough. Today I still feel about eight, but people have started to call me Madam in the Supermarket. ‘Stop putting your life on ice Madam!’...
Wednesday 23 March 2011
Sunday January 30th 2011- Big Beautiful Bed.
Productivity - Nil...
Restful bliss - 6...
Big, bad lazy bed-head feel asleep at 9:30pm and didn’t emerge until 10:30am.
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