Sitting in the shopping trolley while your parents push you round the supermarket. They hand you a stick of French bread to hold. By the time you reach the tills it is hollowed out and your belly is full.
Sunday, 22 June 2008
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you are so right how do you think of it all. An award on my site today for your lovely sentiments and a plug for your book.. sk
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