The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.
Wind in the Willows.
Ouch, I don't think I could survive without electricity! I need my hot showers and my kettle. Glad you've got it back now. :)
I am ok, trying not to panic too much about college and the coursework I can't do. Listening to the spice girls at the moment. Can't beat them!
Ooh, I love the flowers in your signature, so pretty.
The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.
Wind in the Willows.
Thanks, I'm trying not to. :) I'm not sure what finals mean in England! It's a one year course in English and I have to do coursework and design an advert and write an essay about it.. I'm doing one about blood donation but my head is completely blank!
I did a story for my last piece which was enjoyable.
Love. xx
The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.
Wind in the Willows.
Ah, ok. Now I know! I'll be taking them in June. Well, I am making a advert for a magazine to try and persuade young people 17+ to donate blood. I'm going down the line of '10 minutes of your time gave Louise 30 more years of her life' or something like that.
It's something I feel quite passionate about though I'm weird cause I actually like having my blood taken.
xx
The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.
Wind in the Willows.
Ok, enjoy if you can!! Aw, I didn't know, what a coincidence me posting that. :)
The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.
Wind in the Willows.
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