Wednesday, 16 January 2013


I almost can't remember what it was like for walking to be no effort.  I took a competition entry to the postbox just now, not far at all.  Local paper, win a cointreau cocktail set. Was really struggling by the time I got back home again, legs just didn't want to work, was walking so slowly.  Grrr.  Oh well.  Maybe it's time for a game of scrabble.

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