This post is brought to you by false tan ( in anticipation that I might go bare-legged anytime soon?) and a shed load of Easter eggs. If I didn't know better with the current size of my tummy I'd recon I was about 4 months pregnant. Mum don't get the banners out ... I'm not. Honestly. … Continue reading Dance in the rain …
Chances are if you are ever lucky ( or some might say unlucky) enough to meet me, at some point I'll start laughing. You see I laugh a lot. Mainly at myself. When I'm nervous, happy, even sometimes when I'm upset? You really can't beat a good old 'reight from the belly' laugh. You will no doubt notice that … Continue reading Cataplexy… All I want is a good nights sleep
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