Living on my own: Lost fork

As everyone knows, I live on my own.  Kind of the point of this part of my blog haha! Many thinks baffle me about living in my own.  I’m convinced that a ghost lives here, that being Jimmy, the previous occupant.  He does various things like hiding my slippers and things like that. What is […]

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Living on my own: Actually living on my own

Before I get into this blog, just a little aside.  On Sunday night I nipped up to Tesco because I needed milk.  The stuff I had in my fridge had nearly forced an evacuation from the house.  Anyway, there I am at the self-service till thing and I scan my milk and the magazine I […]

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