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I have spent the morning shopping for a new pair of shoes for The Brat . She wants a black pair of ballet style pumps. How hard could it be 3 hours later and a zillion shops done we finally found a pair she said were 'alright'I was at the till before she uttered another word
I used to dream of an offer from a rich Arab, something along the lines of "Fifty Camels for the leetle gerl" but now I'd settle for a bag of sugar ~ and I don't even like sugar.
I thought about asking Ed Balls if his department would consider some sort of scrappage arrangement.