So I need really to shout a big, big heart-felt thank you for the parcel of ribbon that we collected this afternoon.
Ribbon is pretty controversial stuff round here. It's up there with Who gets the last chocolate biscuit? and I know she is wearing my knickers.
But just for today, or this afternoon at least, after the fat post bag was pass-the-parcelled with all proper ceremony, peace came over this household. Peace, while wounds were healed, sorrys were said, and satin, silk and gauze were tied, wrapped, stitched.
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Friday, 10 September 2010
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