This evening I cycled to the petrol station to buy mother some chocolate. She gave me £5, so I bought dad some, and myself some. …
See what I did there? Neither do I really, it was dreadful. Once again, I forgot to take a photograph. I new what I was going …
Bitesized piece, actually. Melted dark chocolate, half a small lemon’s juice (with pieces of the lemon…) and some sugar. It was actually really good. Only, not …
He was also German. I have realised that my typing (mainly capital letters) changes, depending on who I talk to. It’s quite frustrating. …
Of chocolate, that is. I’m surprised I haven’t said that about this project, to be perfectly honest. But, since Josh has also started …
It’s December. IT’S DECEMER! Is what I thought this morning. Damn, it doesn’t seem that long ago that Summer ended. Or started. Or the year began. Or last …
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