i have been in my new room/house for almost a month, i am still sorting papers, books, material, poetry, prose, cartoons/jokes. archive material fir Glasgow and 'things' for my bairns from childhhod !!!"@#;?>/<$%£^7* enough, enough!!
as you might gather my room is a bit of a mess(to put it mildly) and sometimes when i go to bed i can hear a mumbling and grumbling under the bed, as if i havent got enough problems without these little buggers causing mayhem amongst the few calm items tucked into a box under the bed. These are CERTAIN books which only a mature woman like myself can look into when there is no-one around to sneak over my shoulder. a pair of real silk knickers, not worn for many years (too small now) a photograph of me hanging aboot in the company of Labi Siffri a few years back, a few er...unmentionable photographs for my eyes only..hoever, what i meant to say was that this is a good house to be in tho' small but it means i can hang around there till the right place comes into sight. i'm going for new doctor, dentist and spec' person so expect a new ma' when next you see me. enuff I will finish now as i am tired, not that you cant tell, catch u later Mar, Mum with love x
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