one of the worst things in the morning...is having a perfectly co-ordinated temperature shower go suddenly... Frezzingly Cold.
Of course this happens wen u got the soap aleady in your hair.
i still have vivid memories of being with my grandmother when i was younger, and we are in the park feeding the ducks or in a posh resterunt or going on a train journey and after lunch or snack time :), and i all happy and content and Then..out of the blue! i am ambushed by this cold damp flannel, that smells strongly on imperial leather soap. abuse!
thankfully i grew taller so i could escape.
- my grandfather in newcastle died on thursday. :(
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