But now I'm dry of thoughts, wait for the rain
Then it's replaced, sun setting
And suddenly you're in love with everything
Then it's replaced, sun setting
And suddenly you're in love with everything
An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy.
I told him that I had lost two uncles in the war, fighting Hitler. And now we were breeding little Hitlers like this idiot.
He managed to sour the taste of a great two days in Nottingham. We will not return to be insulted by such people.
We will spend our money in Cambridge instead."