For those clever ones out there, my name is Welsh for the smiling basket. Why? Well, a basket is a vessel that appears stable. In fact, it is tightly wound, rarely reveals weakness and is widely accepted not to smile; that's me. I intend to, through this blog, unwind, release my load and smile, hopefully bringing strangers on the joy ride with me. So friends, I am setting out on a journey, and I hope to see you at the other end.
Thursday, 14 February 2013
0021: TRACK PANTS
Comfy. Don't you judge me when I go somewhere in my track pants. They are fabulous, and you are only upset that you didn't have the sense to put on the baggy old things.
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