Literally, the above is a phonetic translation of the title of this blog post.
Many loads of laundry; conversations with me mum, bingeing four episodes of Our Flag Means Death, an expensive delivery meal, working on songs and practicing, and getting Buster to purr when I told him daddy’s coming home today.
Peggy’s invited me and Cindy for lunch on Saturday. I wasted no time replying in the affirmative.
s’all good. No writing though, after the last long blort I’m in plotting and planning mode.
