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Posted on November 1, 2007

We picked up Wal from the air­port this morn­ing– Yay!  He’s asleep on the sofa so things have well and truly returned to nor­mal. 

It must be NoBloPoMo-fright because I sud­denly have very lit­tle to say.  Not like me AT ALL.  So I’m going to rip her off and ask you if there is any­thing you want to know about me, Squidge, Wal, life in Eng­land… any­thing really.  I have NO shame and will answer any and all ques­tions.  I hope I’m not set­ting myself up for a fall here and no one is going to ask any ques­tions!!  I might if asked tell the story of the night Squidge was con­ceived (it’s kinda funny and VERY embar­rass­ing)- if enough peo­ple ask! 


I apol­o­gize for the poor qual­ity pho­tos– I’m afraid that with the days get­ting darker sooner this will be hap­pen­ing more and more often.



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