The total has gone up, estimated about £1400 now 🙂 We need to work out the deductions and then I can tell you for sureee.
Guess who else I saw on the weekend..Go on..guess! Mr Alfie! My godson 🙂
Look how big he’s got. This is when him and me agreed that you shouldn’t get dirty nappies out of the bin.
I’ve been busy today, I collected my doctors letter – which will allow me to carry liquid Morphine across the globe scot free – aaand smuggled copious amounts of money to the bank, on the way to which I narrowly avoided being pick-pocketed by someone who claimed to have seen me in the paper. Yeah right, like I have a memorable face. I treated my brother to a magazine and both him and Sylvie to a cake; they will remember me fondly whilst I am laying by a lovely, hot, Spanish pool on Friday. I did a million other things as well but they are boring and I will bore you if I carry on.
I wish my writing was mature and witty and entertaining like all those big writers out there..but I am only 19 and I don’t yearn to have a writing career, so I guess, for now, this is what you’ve got to put up with and I have to stop wasting my time on wishes. (This has all stemmed from watching too much Sex and the City.)
No news back on the shop by the way… Little old ‘afternoon.’ will have to wait for now. (‘afternoon’ or ‘afternoon.’?) (‘Afternoon.’? No no no.)