Aprosexic balloon

w.atching the w.orld unw.ind

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

Hers. All hers.

You couldn’t measure her grin, even if you had one of those builder-sized metal tape-measures…

And that evening, when she pulled up at the hotel steps to join her friends and colleagues for a hen night, the cheer that went up from the hens was genuine.

Because they all knew how much getting that car meant to her. The one she’s wanted since she first saw one.

And whatever makes her happy….earns me Brownie points {;¬)

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Aprosexic

Half-man, half-centurian, half Red Wino and V-free Lover of Life;
Home Port: Cockburn's
Domiciled: North-east of Whitstable
Blood Group: Claret
Hobbies: Ducking and Diving Drinking and Driving (but clearly not simultaneously)
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Do Not Resuscitate
(I often look like this)

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