Saturday, 7 May 2011

Breakfast the One-Hundred-and-Eighteenth

Banana, quaffed on the run.
It is raining and I have spaniel hair and a purple tongue from too much red wine. Today, I went to the Botanics with the lovely Miss Shelley, who brought bubbles! Bubbles are glorious. Also, I'd never noticed before that bubbles of different sizes are different colours: the big ones tend to be yellow, and the really tiny ones are blue. Later we played scrabble, and I won, despite the fact that a paucity of letters -- and a childish sense of humour -- forced me to play the word "poo."

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