what a perfect little word.
But i suppose she will just skim over it - all the assuming ...and of course Being what doesn't work
Anyway there could be a whole book in his rather funny book ...
and note to self ( yestermorn ...i should not have chatted why do i ever bother! - there is never any point speaking with the under 40s when all you hear is " well dont you feel it the darkness is whirling round and the lightness at last coming through..." no stupid yank with a good command of the great british tradition of That WAs The Week That Was pointed funniness is ever going to admit reality which is its so much worse than his splendid book points out...
As they hide from the gunmen even in their top uni... and darent tell all the unredacted truths...)
yes afternoon pondcasting wandering up to the hills part 3 of the solution which will never be...ehhh... yes the really weird little one - a sort of inverse coincidence...
at THE one temple of dont for god's sake tell the truth about any perfect little 'community' of Joan Riverses ... bless them, its the vicious healthy looking yummy mummies you have to beware of...
as seen Gweek into all the rest of PAstyshire - the few places not littered with ketamine bottles...
(in The MArches it was those gas bottles they gather to sniff or guzzle ..sometimes mounds of them i guess the drug dealers not as lightweight)
BUt the poor things bless them the worst thing for a kid is to bring them up in NArnia - fantasisisng that reality out there doesn't exist... sad but true
The painted on tie dye or handbags made of recycled yurt only gets in the way as twenty years i have lived...
anyway wan a superb perfect word for so many unhappy peeps one sees meandering..
BUt the true turn up = bizarre almost coincidence, the one place surely his rather cheeky book, at THEIR expense, it would be banned, is where i found it...
Not that it will have made one smallest difference (i was told it sells well??!!??)
as ...well you have to LIVE whats in the odd good book, too...
