With all my exams and stuff, it's absolutely essential that I stop mucking around concentrate on sensible things such as revision and sleeping. This I have been trying to do, and, I’m sure you’ll agree, succeeding to the highest degree. Enter the llama…
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My, how much has happened since my last post. Not, of course, that Wolves of the Sea didn’t have its metaphorical finger on the cultural pulse, last week’s Eurovision Song Contest being a phenomenal work of musical genius the likes of which can be matched only (and even then just barely) by the wonders of Rebecca Black’s “Friday”.
What else? … of course, there was the royal wedding, a time of jubilation throughout the land whilst the government blew millions on the happy union of a balding toff and a “commoner” with enough gleaming tresses for the two of them. I launched into the festivities with gusto and have recently finished knitting my very own Wills and Kate, complete with a fully accurate rendition of Kate’s iconic gown as designed by Sarah Burton of Alexander McQueen (“YAY!” squeaked the commentator, with suave professionalism, later adding, “This is such a fashion moment.”)
There is always the possibility that I will improve Wills’ jacket by adding gold stuff and buttons, but, then again, there is the very real possibility that I won’t. The other important thing I’ve forgotten is, of course, Kate’s engagement ring.
I have great tidings: more posts are coming! More posts! So stay tuned for a fabulous fashion competition and some droplets of wisdom from a somewhat unlikely source… (oooh, mysterious…)
