Molly is crying at work again, so we gather together to help. A makeover! We tell Molly to sit down. Apply blue eyeshadow. Take off our own clothes and dress her in them. Put ribbons in her hair. Feel better yet, we trill. We do, so she must. Mustn’t she?
4 comments:
ha ha i work on Berwick street just down from here. That's a great shop full of great funky retro clothes.
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The first time, Ryan tried on a pair of shoes in the shop window and came out. The second time, it was a jacket and a waistcoat. The third, a shirt, some cufflinks and a tie. The fourth? Some matching trousers. Whoops, he'd forgotten underpants. The police didn't believe him.
Hah, Kathryn - that's funny. Snaps AND Nanomo too? You are superwoman!
And Gemma, I know! Love that shop. You will have to get their response!!!!
Sarah, I'm not Superwoman, just Superstressed. We've got the builders in this week too so I'm going completely crazy making cups of tea, dishing out bacon rolls, biscuits and worrying about complaining neighbours. I was so upset to visit you blog and realise that I'd missed SO many of your posts. I'm not the only one who's been busy!
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