Thoughts from the Bus Stop

Following my third move of the year (Auntie Péa has torn the 'K' page out of her address book and is using a whiteboard to record my contact details) I find myself sharing somewhere compact and bijou with my sister, the Gorgeous Blonde, fresh off the boat from Southampton. Terminally single (though Heaven knows why, we are both lovely girls), we now plan on living together in this flat for the rest of our lives, filling the place with Toby jugs and crochet lace, never living the house unless together and scaring local youngsters. We could even adopt a kid, although the authorities may not agree to this in case the child grows up to be... a spinster.
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