My niece snapped this photo, I think we have a future photography student on our hands!
Because I am the worst texter-backer ever...
Dear Godfather, thank you for your old band t-shirts. I live in them, much to Mum's obvious dismay.
Dear D, I will miss you when you go to India. Please don't leave!
Dear Sainsburys, please stop making Chip Sticks. Then I won't need to eat them all.
Dear Exercise, I limped for three days because of you. Three days!!
Dear Steve McQueen, thank you for your films.
Dear J, D, A & R, please continue to forgive my horrific texting skills. I'll figure it out one day.
&Dear James McAvoy, stop being so damn cute.
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