Wednesday, June 9

A jar of posh jam for anyone who can guess from where we got the inspiration to name Edward (clue: a fictional dog called Edward is involved).

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If you want to come stroll along here with us this summer just let us know. Might buy you a 99 too.

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Stuff messing with my mind today:

Fort Lauderdale vs Miami vs Tampa vs Key West vs Pensacola vs New Orleans vs Mickey Mouse. Or take another week and do 'em all?

The Killers influences - B Movie? Teardrop Explodes (without the brass)? Psychedlic Furs?

Pollen - satans work.

What to wear to the Butt party tomorrow.

The bitch behind me at work with the cheap flip flops keeps getting up to walk around as she loves the shlip shlop sound of her crappy footwear (and I don't).

My parents planning a round-the-world trip for march next year. But who will look after the hens? (these are folk who thought they needed a passport to visit Barry Island 20 years ago)

Walking Edward in the morning is turning into Groundhog Day. Same faces, same route and same favourite pooping spot (Edwards not mine). Must do something different tomorrow *irons floral frock*.

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