I haven’t had time to blog really, due to the art of jiggery pokery, life and ‘ooh laa.’ I’m a busy little bit of asian bee and i actually have shit loads to tell you. I intend to tell you this evening, after i ‘ve managed to kitty cat my way into work and wiggle my way to victory. 
I hate blog time off simply because liquor steals my memories of the past, before i get to document it.
However, i will tell you that i’ve dined, i’ve whined, i’ve played wifey, played mummy, I’ve fox-trotted around the party streets of Wakefield, i’ve PUT our Xmas tree UP, worked my little socks (well i don’t really wear socks..or pants now, because i have no clean ones..i’m not mucky..just come without a washing machine) and now i’m again on route to work. I have sooo much to tell you and i’m flying (with too much lippy and a spray tan) on the rung of the ‘whatever will be’ ladder. I’m also deciding if i should put Baileys on my porridge?
This will have to wait…but please do feel free to perv at the picture above during my absense.
Love you, thankyou for following my life…dolls. When there’s a moment in life, where you find yourself sat in a blue celotaped Ibiza seat..with your ‘handsome’ in matching spray tans, driving around life, eating pork scratchings, on your way to buy a tree…you know you’re doing just fine. (You’re a long way from Hollywood darling. 
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