It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fear-full hollow of thine ear.
Thursday, May 05, 2005
Two hard working girls
We're in the same boat and we're having fun. Well, that is when we're not whinging to each other about all the stuff that we still need to do. But we're being held up by corn thins and cookies and cuppas of black tea. Posted by Ingale
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