An almost Expat's blog filled with pastries, broadway music, Kate Bush, British weather and rantings on perpetual singledom. Enjoy.
Monday, 1 February 2010
I had a dream last night where I was pregnant and possibly in jail. But I didn't look pregnant, most chubby. So clearly there's some meaning in there. Also Ruth was a barrister for another prisoner, until she got replaced by this guy in my program. Oh dreams!
Hayley, an American trying to survive the mean and expensive streets of London. Armed only with an ipod, a camera and a pissed off glare ready to be fired at any point.
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