It’s nice to know that things still run to form with me, like a little old clockwork engine.
First day of an absence of Graham: Sleep. Then a nap. Then a doze. And then another sleep.
Dolly thinks it’s her birthday:

What?
It’s nice to know that things still run to form with me, like a little old clockwork engine.
First day of an absence of Graham: Sleep. Then a nap. Then a doze. And then another sleep.
Dolly thinks it’s her birthday:

What?
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