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But sadly, due to me being rubbish at writing letters, we lost touch. Does anyone out there know of Nancy? I know it's a big old world, but I would love to know what's happened in her life in the last 20 years. I know a few Americans read this site and I know it's a very, very long shot, but it would be so nice to get back in touch...
Eldest son had a friend round for tea tonight so I thought I ought to do some baking. Why do I keep doing this to myself?
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Self-imposed torture. I even own up to eating some of the flapjack - I tried scraping off the chocolate, but it didn't work very well, so I suppose I have now eaten some of the wicked brown stuff. And with only a little more than a week to go now, I've broken my Lent Promise. Damn.
Where's the Dairy Milk? If I'm going to break a promise I might as well do it properly.
3 comments:
Michaela, please -- who is Warren of "Not Long Now Warren"?
--Elizabeth
Mmmm... I don't blame you for your moment of weakness. Though I'm sure you didn't eat *that* much chocolate. A mere accident really. Entirely not your fault. ;)
I don't really know what flapjack is (here it's the same as pancakes) but it sure does look yummy :o)
You've broken your fast? Girlfriend, you are going straight to hell!
ps: beautiful hankie - sorry I don't know Nancy : ( Do you remember what state she lived in?
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