when I came downstairs this morning it had been turned into a cat's nest and one arm was covered in sicked up hairballs
I read until cross-eyed then walked out across Highbury Fields which were teeming with frisbee-playing youth. I should've been happy in the sun and the smokey barbeque air but an enormous gloom has descended.
Bumbershoot.
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A couple of years ago the indefatigable ktschwarz linked to Ben Yagoda’s
2011 Slate essay on why Americans think bumbershoot is British, but I
suspect not ...
9 hours ago
Exam worry? Homesick?
ReplyDeleteYou will breeze the exam.... and be home sooner than you think :-)
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yes - thank you xx
DeleteI'm so late to the game, sweetpea! all the best on the exams1 You're aces in everything you do!! xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteAww - Thank you xxx
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