The only thing I ever managed to grow from seeds (apart from the world's tiniest radish).
I recently wrote a letter to my Dad whom I hadn't spoken to in 11 years. I was about 16 when I last saw him. It proved quite hard to find out his address. I got a very warm and welcoming letter back and will go and visit him and his girlfriend in 2 weeks time. I spoke to him on the phone today and I didn't recognize his voice at all which freaked me out a bit. At the moment it all seems a bit too much for me emotionally- I feel happy and physically sick at the same time.
Brilliant idea to sell those at London Fields. £2 each. Of course we couldn't resist.
15th Aug 2009, 22:03
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