The tennis bag with many uses...
It struck me the other day that James's tennis bag really reminded me of something...
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A sometimes daily account of my life - now with pictures!
About this particular weaver of baskets..
I am a designer (no, not of baskets - but Interiors) who moved to London with the big dream of progressing my career - only to be made redundant for the second time within 2 months :S
I live with my boyfriend and my little blind Kitty Cat in our first apartment in London. I rarely get to see my parents (them having abandoned me to live a life of simplicity in Wales) and I am obsessively checking my email inbox to the extent that it is taking over my life... Have fun reading my ramblings, as the title suggests I do tend to whinge a bit, but I need a place to let it go!
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- The perils of public transport...
- No-one can beat their Grandma's cooking..
- On my day off it seems I enjoy working in other uni's
- When it comes to the Dentist, I am transformed int...
- Those of a nervous disposition - do not read!
- Does anyone have a cure for flu? I don't have the ...
- Work achieved today? .. minimal
- What's the opposite of alfresco?
- The wonderful world of Barbie
- Clarity at last..
- A chat to my blog (I'm so bored and lonely!)
- Furry creature alert
- A rant about a bygone era..
- Oh James.. you come out with some classic speako's...
- The tennis bag with many uses...
- A day of extreme weather and destruction to proper...
- local news - is it really neccessary?
- Victory for the common commuter!
- Idle thoughts from an idle mind
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