Friday, 9 May 2008

Days I tell you...just days...

Each morning now I’m waking up with little butterflies in my stomach…it isn’t final, but why does it feel that way now? Yesterday, after all the unpleasantness had faded, turned out to be enjoyable. I got my Pounds, had a lovely brunch with me mommy and then spent the rest of the day with Yvonne. We went to my old school where Martin was playing soccer, sat on the pavilion and chatted a little. Ah Martin, bless…he’s so tall and thin and pale and he does this little gallop thing after the ball, at least it’s good exercise for him running up and down the field (I should probably be on the field too). And what parent WANTS their son to be like David Beckham anyway?? What a poef. I AM a doting aunt.

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