How did I get to this point in my life?
Saturdays are no longer about a leisurely read of the West with a long homemade latte or two.
They are now all about what time we have to take one of our kids to their friends/relatives birthday parties.
I am no longer Mark, I am Clem's dad.
I no longer go to my own friends parties, we go to each others kids parties. We dont drink wine and eat fancy little morsels. We share red cordial and fairy bread.
All The Pretty Girls
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‘Are you sick of talking about this?’ What a great question! I caught up
with my old mate Scott V a few days ago and as we were having a coffee
together he...
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1 comments:
6:58 pm
Mark, claw back your youth, buy a red convertable!
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