Fake Plastic Girl

The scan went well at the hospital... as we're closer and closer to the arrival, it is reassuring news.. It was perfect to have lunch in the sunshine... thanks to Lilly, Gill and Steve..

The fake plastic girl in my Caipirinhia reminded me of this excellent song,

"She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns.
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins.
And it wears him out, it wears him out.
It wears him out, it wears him out.

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love."

Radiohead

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