The Little Hideaway

This is my little hideaway. It's little, and hidden away.

Give it a read. IT'S PROBABLY WORTH IT.

Because you never know, I might be writing all sorts of stuff about you.

Sunday, 14 June 2009

I want the parrot that lives on Far Gosford Street.

It must be a trained bird, because the owner quite often lets it sit on the windowsill and enjoy the sunshine.

The parrot is this beautiful shade of green, and I want it.

Maybe when I'm a crazy old lady I'll get one.