A mum roast lunch
Marmite on fresh bread
Brushing nan’s hair
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The little corner shop that sells organic amazingness. I can’t believe I haven’t been before.
Daal and naans with Becky and Lauren.
Nan suddenly getting better. Enough to call her carer a bitch. Not funny in itself but good to know she’s back.
Three little things 