Today I tackled R, S and T. In the spirit of the absurdity of this challenge I set myself I began with T.
That was easy, tea-towels. 299 more words
Reading Camilla Long in The Sunday Times I came across this gem “…I may never be as tidy as my mother, whose Christmas afternoon treat is a full assault on the downstairs loo.” I wondered briefly if Ms Long’s mother and I share similar genetic make up. 1,038 more words