The art of my wall here is a Victoria Knight original! Ever since this picture was finished I was completely in love with it. Imagine my utter glee when I was given this for my 21st! Along with my glorious trip to Alton Towers with my mum, this made it THE best birthday! Now, I am trying to remember what I did for my 22nd birthday. OH! That's right, I had just moved into my new flat and had some people out for drinks. I got tickets to see Jay and Silent Bob and this notepad I am writing in right now! This year I think it will be a Costco cake and paintballing. Or a holiday. Birthdays have always been a big deal, until I got older. Then I had a couple of awfully boring ones. Then it hit me, birthdays are what you make them when you get to this age. You can't just hire a softplay for an hour and give out lunch boxes. There is a market there... Somewhere...
WOOL! There was a time when I was technically homeless, my dress sense truly suited that status. My favourite outfit was scaffy old jeans, wool boots, wool cardi and a wool jumper, merged with wool hat, gloves and scarf!Sadly, summer days are not suitable for this attire, although I still try, in vain hope that it will be minging and cold, which often, especially at the moment, it is! If I could live in a suitable wool house I would!
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