Morning rush hour.
I think my geraniums are dead.
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- "Murder and champagne follow"
- A series of unfortunate allusions
- Christmas without treacle
- The conspiracies within
- Being fabulous.
- Helena's igloo.
- Traditions old and new
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- Morning rush hour. I think my geraniums are dead.
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- Big words for little people
- Catch a star
- I love Nick Hornby
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2 comments:
Montreal looks a lot like Peterborough today.
Ann
http://anndouglas.blogspot.com
Just stopping in to say hello and to congratulate you on your recent nomination at the BoB Weblog Awards 2004.
www.blogmechanics.com/bob
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