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1. He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named has some toffee. He eats it with contented sucking noises.
2. There is asparagus, and we eat it out of the pan, dipping the spears into butter on a saucer.
3. It's cold for May. I like pulling my covers up over my ears and snuggling down between piles of pillows.
Mist, no charge and well met.
1. Mist the colour of skimmed milk fills the Spa valley, drains and then fills it again. Here, the sky is clear blue all the way to the top....
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1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...