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Northumbrian sky.
London sky.
Mr. Whiskers is ready for his close up.
Hope is letting it all hang out.
A cupcake almost too good to eat.
And something else my clever girl made.
At Tarran’s party, I asked Evie whether her teddy likes parties. “No,” she replied, “he just likes me.” Fair enough.
Go on. Take a snap today.
I heart Mr Whiskers!!