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Yesterday I moved back in with Marge, who’d kicked me out for a few days. This is because she is a BIG HO. (I think this is how Americans write ‘hoe.’ It makes me laugh a lot more without the E. Do you feel the same?) Marge isn’t really a BIG HO. She just had another visitor. I mean, she invited me to come over for a week and I decided to come for three, so it’s fair enough. Anyway, during those BIG HO days, I went and stayed with my chum Lindsey Kelk. She’s a Times top ten bestselling … Continue reading
I’m staying with Lindsey Kelk for the weekend. There are so many things I am loving about staying with her, but top of the list was a two-hour walk round a dark park last night, filled with mating people and skunk smokers and men lurking in clumps of bull rushes. All of these things were good, but none of them were beaten by the NAUGHTY RACCOON who came to stare at us. ISN’T HE NICE!