30 Jan 2011


Today I've sheltered from the heat, and sorted through my grandmother's buttons. It's amazing how many white(ish) four holed buttons she had. They don't match, of course, but there were lots there. I've also been feeling hungover, obviously caught from my dear husband who woke me at 3, returning from a bucks night without his house keys. He feels fine. Typical.

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