Walked out the front door this morning to be greeted by one of the garbage collectors bellowing "You're just too good to be true" at the top of his lungs. As I made my way to the station the echoes of his singing followed me down the street.
I'm not saying I want the garbage men who collect at 4am to sing and wake me up. It was just a nice start to the morning is all.
Thursday, 25 March 2010
Monday, 8 March 2010
Somewhere beginning with 'L'
How often does YOUR flatmate take you away for a surprise weekend?
Yes, it's true ... I have the best flatmate in the whole entire world ever ...
Plus some pretty amazing friends who could barely wait to surprise me (at 5.45 in the morning) with party hats and streamers.
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