So here I am. Writing to win. Writing, sending, writing some more. That makes me sound really busy. I shouldn't lie. I was out in the sun today reading, and felt my skin get hot and begin to tingle and lose its jaundiced look.
Yes, I'm serious. About the colour of my skin and the heat. The sun is out in London. 21 degrees, yes sirree bob. So get out there in your lunch time and take your clothes off. Your statutory rights will not be affected.
Now I'm back in the pink room and as my dad's is a south-facing house, no more sun for me.
What was my point? Oh yeah, writing to win. Well, no knocks on the door yet. I have had an email though, and it wasn't an automated one. A person (other than a friend) actually wrote to me to say that if I don't hear from her in 45 days, get back in touch.
Er, thanks for that.
I must admit that this did make me kinda happy, even though it was to say, see ya! wouldn't wanna be ya!
I should also tell you that I've marked in my calendar when 45 days from now is.
Yes, I'm serious. About the colour of my skin and the heat. The sun is out in London. 21 degrees, yes sirree bob. So get out there in your lunch time and take your clothes off. Your statutory rights will not be affected.
Now I'm back in the pink room and as my dad's is a south-facing house, no more sun for me.
What was my point? Oh yeah, writing to win. Well, no knocks on the door yet. I have had an email though, and it wasn't an automated one. A person (other than a friend) actually wrote to me to say that if I don't hear from her in 45 days, get back in touch.
Er, thanks for that.
I must admit that this did make me kinda happy, even though it was to say, see ya! wouldn't wanna be ya!
I should also tell you that I've marked in my calendar when 45 days from now is.
you´ll make it, I´m sure...
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