Granny is feeling very sorry for herself. She has a STINKING cold - caught from Eve, not the serpent; also her (ex) tit is sore. Also all her earrings - her main vanity along with coloured toenails - have gone out in sympathy strike with her missing part; she can now find only one of each pair. WHAT A LIFE.
posted by granny p @ 8:55 am
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Author of children's books, including Charlotte Sometimes, adult novels autobiographical anthologies. Now trying her luck on the internet with 'Lifting the World.' She lives in exiled bliss - mostly - on a Canary Island,with her very own beloved, helping to tend the rock pool in their kitchen. And continuing to write; this blog, not least. Loves malt whisky, her Beloved's cooking (most of the time) books, the sound of the cello, hot baths and octopus eyes, dark chocolate and boiled eggs. Above all she loves - and misses - her grandchildren, provided she can send them home when SHE chooses...
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