Day 241
Awww Tommy, you fat little ball of fur, that is still making me sneeze. Today I took another trip to Dunfermline for my regular catch up with Aileen and Kirstie. Nothing could have prepared us for the trauma that followed a casual trip to Poundstretcher (Classy, I know) to look for cheap homeware. A junkie screaming, swearing, smashing stuff up and threatening a member of staff right in front of our faces certainly shocked us slightly. We'd be rubbish in a disaster scenario.
Oh, and happy 3 months Jonny. I'm impressed you've lasted this long with my bizarre ramblings!
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