Crash*

“Wow, Tanya, you made it,” Jenny says as she opens the door.  She seems pleased to see me: wrapping her arms round me she says  “So this is my flat.” Taking in the room with a panoramic gaze, I see baking trays laden with my favourite foods: carrots, houmous**, cucumber, apple slices.  Yum.  And some of my best […]

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The Murderous Loo

Tired.  Exhausted.  Didn’t have a late night or maybe did a bit – was packing black Vivienne Westwood dress to wear for the party and birthday present for my chum.  Now have to meet a friend for lunch: lets see how much can write in the ten minutes before she arrives… Things to talk about at […]