Waiting for my dress to come…


19.06.2012, 10.37am- According to delivery estimates and dispatch Emails this is the day my garden party dress is due to arrive. The doorbell rang, it was the food delivery guy. Nice man, but no sign of the dress, not on him, not anywhere.

Then the bell went again. A parcel arrived; big, soft, squidgy. It was some wool Mum had ordered. But there was a box with it. It had a birthday present for someone else.

10.45am- The doorbell went again. A delivery arrived. That wasn’t the dress either.

you will be updated,

Gwen

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About Gwen and Elinor

Two bloging buddies who love tea and biscuits.
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