Tony Grist (poliphilo) wrote,
Tony Grist

The Rough With The Smooth

Some joker rang at about five in the morning to ask if Amy were there and then, having been told she wasn't, to ask Ailz if she had big tits. I hate it when the phone rings in the middle of the night, because my first thought is always that someone must have died.

But nevermind- today looks like it's going to be a bright ,shiny day- just as yesterday was- when we drove down into South Manchester to pick up up a pushchair Ailz had sourced from Freecycle- and the new, little, baby leaves on the trees in the suburban parks were almost unrealistically green.

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