What Am I But a Post-it Note
On me you find a jot
And scribble a lot.
There’s portrait and landscape
And various forms shape… 53 more words
Only two more sleeps ’til Christmas! My Inner Child (and outer musical theatre fanatic) had booked a ticket to The Christmasaurus at the Hammersmith Apollo, so I got up bright and early, drove to the station and hopped on a train to London. 240 more words