A life lived backwards

By GailyWhaley

Smudge in my knittingless knitting bag.

HRH woke me up by screaming 'there's a huge dead mouse on the landing'

I explained on our way in to Newcastle that it was actually not that big.

But it was a rat.


Thankfully dead. 

Please remember no more cats.

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