New mug. And she looks perfect.
A massage.
And the walk there, along the old railway track. A route I haven’t felt able to walk in a while. So that was nice.
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The window at the back of the building is now open! WHAT IS GOING ON?!
A new mug.
Frozen.
My cockney cuppa tea
Finding links to another season of RuPaul’s Drag Race. Yuss!
Texting mum this morning. “The ref is a wanker!”
Three little things 