Mulberry has grown. He is so so so sweet. We are in love with our puppy and so is everyone else.
The pub had a beer festival. It was loud. We went and I got scowled at. Glen the Good was once more good. All seems to be forgiven. But I am not gracing their portals again in a hurry.
Our Mulberry tree has fallen down. Mr Smith puts on his mulberry gathering outfit and picks away furiously. Once in a while you get a sweet one. I made a Mulberry Mouse - amazing. Just think blackcurrant.
We have redecorated our spare rooms and are awaiting elegant curtains. We need them by Tuesday when we have a full house - Mr Smith's golfy friends. I am running a B&B for free!
I seem to be enormously fat. Oh dear.
The pub had a beer festival. It was loud. We went and I got scowled at. Glen the Good was once more good. All seems to be forgiven. But I am not gracing their portals again in a hurry.
Our Mulberry tree has fallen down. Mr Smith puts on his mulberry gathering outfit and picks away furiously. Once in a while you get a sweet one. I made a Mulberry Mouse - amazing. Just think blackcurrant.
We have redecorated our spare rooms and are awaiting elegant curtains. We need them by Tuesday when we have a full house - Mr Smith's golfy friends. I am running a B&B for free!
I seem to be enormously fat. Oh dear.
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