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83/365 (24 March): What would I do without these two?
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82/365 (23 March): Trying to work from bed. Not nearly as practical or glamorous as Hugh Hefner made it out to be. Oh, and Guy fell getting out of the shower and sprained his ankle. So there's that.
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81/365 (22 March): Another furry bed companion. Get used to it. You're going to be seeing a lot of these.
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80/365 (21 March): Guy brought me lunch. Little did I know how much worse things could get.
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78/365 (19 March): Watching endless interior design programmes. Going out of my mind.
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77/365 (18 March): My turn. At A&E with a suspected torn knee ligament and/or meniscus. I am in so much pain.
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76/365 (17 March): Spent nearly 6 hours waiting for the husband at Royal Cornwall Hospital. He has peritonitis. Little did I know how much worse things would get over the next week.
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74/365 (15 March): What do you do when someone gives you something you don't really want, like or need; but you do such a good job of acting that they now think it's your favourite thing and that is all you ever get?
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72/365 (13 March): Part of my birthday haul, including a Pussy Galore pompom wreath from Tanya and a replica Lady Gaga inauguration brooch from Mindy!
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71/365 (12 March): Every time I go for a walk on the "new" Prom in Penzance, I discover something I haven't seen before.
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70/365 (11 March): A disappointingly empty shopping bag after my trip up to visit Baker Tom's mobile bread van. No baguettes and no croissants.
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69/365 (10 March): It was so cold and miserable today that I needed a big mug of hot chocolate to get me through my afternoon at work.
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67/365 (8 March): Taken for my WI camera club's weekly competition. The theme was 'shoes'.
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