The Rustle of Biscuits in the Night
Tuesday 4 August 2009
It never ceases to amuse me how fast cats can run in from the garden as soon as the faintest rustle of food is heard…
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It never ceases to amuse me how fast cats can run in from the garden as soon as the faintest rustle of food is heard…
Continue readingSo Iâm standing in the rain under a broken umbrella waiting for the bus, and all around me everyone else has very nice, not broken, umbrellas. I guess nowâs not the right time to try and sell a functionally deficient…
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