He chopped back another tree in the back garden.
I collected the elderberries and made jam.
He ended up with a stiff neck.
I ended up with purple hands.
The tasteless, and so thick you could cut it with a knife, jam ended up in the bin.
I mooched the charity shops in a nearby market town.
He sat on a bench and watched the traffic.
I added to the book pile.
The Boy switched on his oven and a Gateau Basque was born.
Boo visited the vet.
I scoffed a vegan afternoon tea.
My cousin paid the bill.
The cat sicked up a mouse.
Littlest prepared to celebrate a birthday.
I'm flying off in the early hours for a week's yoga retreat.
Namaste.
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