My life seems to be like the inbox of my hotmail account overflowing with people hassling me about one thing and another. Someone trying to sell me smut, another a mortgage and someone else who can offer me a vast improvement in my sex life, all this and save me hundreds of pounds! I don't know, one day at a time sweet Jesus.
This morning I breakfasted in the garden and watched the sparrows dive bombing for bread on the lawn. It was very calming and I am sure the very best thing for a soul. I could hear the country coming to life as I trained my sweetpeas up their poles and thought how wonderful it is to be in England in summertime.
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