This Soft Grass Suggests 'softness' To Me,

Overslept And Had To Race To Get A Life To Jas’s With My Dad. No Time For Yoga Or Makeup. Oh Well, I’ll Start Tomorrow. God Alone Knows How The Dalai Lama Copes On A Daily Basis. He Must Get Up At Dawn. Actually, I Read Somewhere That He Does Get Up At Dawn.

Dad Has Brought Me A Cup Of Tea In Bed This Morning! I Said, 'vati, Why Are You Waking Me Up In The Middle Of The Night? Are You On Fire?

What Is That Song They Are Singing Is It An Old Yorkshire Ditty You Know Like That 'on Ilkley Moor Bar T'at' " Ruby Said "nah It's A Football Song. It Goes 'we Hate Chelsea We Hate Chelsea We Are The Chelsea Haters.

The Fly In Her Argument Is That When She Says, 'they' Will Feel Like Lemons, We Don't Know Who 'they' Are. And 'they' Might Be Lemons.

He Who Laughs Last Laughs The Laughiest.