Some invitations are more welcome than others.
One lump or two?
Some of these may be familiar.
* Just step forward sir and raise your arms out either side Continue reading
Some invitations are more welcome than others.
One lump or two?
Some of these may be familiar.
* Just step forward sir and raise your arms out either side Continue reading
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The wedding invitation had two photos.
On the front were a boy and a girl sitting together on the grass. She’s Su. He’s Wink. Both wearing cowboy hats. Both with whistles. Arms round each other. She’s holding a bunch of flowers and from the way she’s looking at the boy, clearly thinks he’s the best thing since soda bread (or whatever people round here like for breakfast). At the age of, I dunno, six? It’s obvious that they’re best buddies.
Lovely.
Cute.
But it couldn’t last, could it? Continue reading
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