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Sorry, this is well under the word limit, but it’s all I have to say on this theme really.
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He doesn’t recall when days turned into weeks, weeks into months.
His days and nights are spent alone, in quiet.
These grey walls, this narrow bed, this too thin blanket are his horizon.
Beyond that - nothing, except from his own unquiet dreams for ( Read more... ) -
Roll on Summer...
I want Summer! Now!
I am tired of winter. It is crap.
The reason for my whinging was that it was almost warm at the weekend, 17 degrees c, which reminded me of what summer was like.
In my head Summer looks like this:
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Inside their Heads (Spooks)
Ruth
She dreamed of Cyprus. The sunshine hot against her skin and the dazzling brightness of the blue of the Mediterranean against the startling scarlet and fushia of the island flowers. In her mind she could hear the children’s voices, their shouts of pleasure as they played in the heat of the day.
And she dreamed of George - his arms around her, ( Read more... ) -
Favourite ads
Some ads I wish they would play some more 100% pure - they used to play this all the time but no longer sadly
Amazing Journeys Every Day - Love this Ad
Get A Perm - this makes me laugh every time
Like Minds, Like Mine - played for ages but is no longer on air. I like the music.
Tog Togs Undies
Father and Son
And L& P World Famous since ages ago
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Spooks Fic
Spoilers up to 8.2
“Come in,” Jo smiled, wanting to soften the awkwardness of the moment. She and Ruth had always been firm friends and she hoped that their relationship would soon return to their former naturalness.
“Thanks,” Ruth replied, stepping in to the warmth. “Nice place,” she began, smiling politely as she looked round the tastefully ( Read more... )
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