The ladies yogaed in the morning while John sat in a coffee shop watching the world go by. He later paid for this brief moment of self-indulgence by being dragged to tailor to inspect Mrs M's latest ball gown and deliver material which will hopefully be snipped and machined into a couple of shirts. Somewhere out there is a pair of Flossie's hugely pocketed trousers undergoing replication.
The afternoon was spent at the Shafaq turning the colour of no. 3 toaster setting. This explains where all my mysterious mess bills come from.
I went to work.
The afternoon was spent at the Shafaq turning the colour of no. 3 toaster setting. This explains where all my mysterious mess bills come from.
I went to work.
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