Little Minx. Poppity Goblet. Sausage. Boo-boo. Pussycat.

Fastidious. Minor weakness for bananas and berries. Intrigued by her own nasal cavities. Likes a wander. Bossy boots. Considerate to soft toys. Enjoys a good lick of the coe-woe before bedtime. Furtive ice cube thief. Says Chinese words. With an English accent. Snores (gently). Lacks canines. A bloody genius.

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Monday, May 30, 2005

Filet mignon, medium-well, please if you don't mind


Listening attentively to her options

I was going to tell you more about our weekend, but I was summoned by James to the bedroom, where Saffron just did a technicolour yawn. Well it wasn't exactly technicolour, more just pink, compliments of the watermelon juice she had with her dinner earlier. It's the second time she's done a merlion tonight so I think she's definitely coming down with something. Poor li'l mite. The lengths she'll go to to give me a valid and forgivable excuse for not blogging regularly...

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