I don't think that you can underestimate quite how tasty a Walnut Whip is on a Sunday afternoon? They really are sublime. If that's how exciting my life is these days then it's a sad state of affairs - it really is. I am, yet again, shut up in my bedroom trying to escape the madness of this family. Apparently Auntie Barb's old caravan is being removed from its current location in Bexhill-On-Sea and will have to be placed somewhere, so Father's agreed for it to be put on our front driveway. It arrives on Wednesday - great - that'll really retain the property prices on this road.
Life never ceases to amuse me sometimes.
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