Ours was the first house on the street wired for electricity. Dad could only afford one room but it was our moment to shine. @130story
(4 stories)
Ours was the first house on the street wired for electricity. Dad could only afford one room but it was our moment to shine. @130story
"Thumb thun, thnow, thleet and a throng breathe."
“Pardon?”
“Just repeating what that weather presenter with the lisp said.” @130story
Steve surveyed the table one last time. Two Ginsters pasties, Hula Hoops, and 2L of Dr Pepper, top off, left to breathe. Perfect. @130story
A tickle in the throat became a lost voice, rib pain (coughing), alien phlegm and Mr Muscle to unblock my nose. Breathe? Dream on. @130story