Irises are always so attractive.
This isn't my camellia, it's my friend S's but I luff it.
Went to tennis today.
This was Me in ye olde Rag and Bone jeans:
The Baby wore a lovely French jumper from my sister.
You know, there was a time when Things used to stay in the places In Which They Were Left.
Those days are Well and Truly Over.
I was thinking about my last trip to London. It was such a good time.
I miss it.
This is Harley St.
Deadset handy if you need a Specialist or a Superior Waitrose.
And walking distance to the Park. This was my sister:
And this was a pregnant Me:
Wasn't Clive Palmer Interesting on Australian Story?