Would you like a cup of tea dearie? How about a biscuit?? And those old ladies with sass. Gotta love 'em. They knit, they cook, they were once not wrinkly and amazingly beautiful, they reminisce, they are cute or totally want to do things themselves. I love the elderly women of the world.
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.
Friday, 24 May 2013
0128: LITTLE OLD LADIES
Would you like a cup of tea dearie? How about a biscuit?? And those old ladies with sass. Gotta love 'em. They knit, they cook, they were once not wrinkly and amazingly beautiful, they reminisce, they are cute or totally want to do things themselves. I love the elderly women of the world.
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