Thursday, 30 September 2010

neglect...

if it wasn't for my dear friend and patient neighbour Tracey we'd be wearing black, standing around a hole in the ground and thinking about what the future could have brought us... poor, neglected, Lucretia... damn work commitments!


... so fortunate for me that Tracey has been feeding our dear sour friend... she went into the fridge last Thursday as she had reached stage three which is a nice, bubbly, frothy consistency... and now she simply needs to be fed once a week and I can start to bake with her... just think of the joy to come... and I promise you, dear Lucretia, that I will treat you well and care for you tenderly from now on...

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