but look. what is that sitting on the welcome mat amongst the bills? a cream coloured envelope addressed to... me?! oh. it was from mr. questionmark. i was giggly and nervous and gushing. and the butterflies swished all around me. thank you mr. questionmark.
*this is what i sent to my sweethearted friends and family...
*on that early saturday morning, i went to the magical place of boxes. boxes full of things that you could imagine being sat beautifully in someone's house in the sixties.
i found the most beautiful vintage teacup and saucer and teeny plate. floral and gold sparkly and just perfect. all for very little pence. it was lovely. i also bought some beautifully vintage looking floral wallpaper. i hope mother lets me put it up in my newly decorated room at easter.
i travelled to the magical bookshop afterward. the man greeted me with a lovely saturday morning smile. i ran up the stairs to the children's section. and i sat there reading for a teeny bit, contemplating which books to get, as very little pennies. i then had a teeny browse in the other sections.
i bought some poems too.
oops i have more chocolate mice and piglets and other teeny delights. i should stop. but i am such a sweet tooth which seems to appear unfortunate sometimes. they love to be eaten though. they do. they do. especially with cups of tea.