I don’t believe it

I am up early on a Sunday morning when there’s no Smudgelet to look after and when my body is longing for a lie in.

And why am I up early on a Sunday morning? Because someone’s coming after church to collect the key cos they’re going to look after Charlie and the Pavlovas while we’re away and I’ve just got to clean the kitchen before they get here!

Perhaps I’ll have a lie-in this afternoon instead.

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