When I am driving around or sitting feeding Bubby Griff and just thinking, I think of lots of things to say, points to make and general rubbish to talk about. When I have a few minutes of peace and I sit down to write said things to say, my mind goes totally blank and turns into mushy peas. And not the good kind with yummy siblings meat pie and mashed potato.
Hmm, wonder if those kids are still dancing along with Hi-5.
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