Halfway up the stairs is a stair where I sit. There isn't any other stair quite like it. It's not at the bottom, it's not at the top. But this is the stair where I always stop. Halfway up the stairs isn't up and isn't down. It isn't in the nursery, it isn't in the town. And all sorts of funny thoughts run round my head.
It isn't really anywhere, it's somewhere else instead.
-A.A. Milne
dearrrr lord, that's funny because i actually pictured him looking pretty close to that. the way his mouth is shaped i can just hear the whistling s in his words...
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Thanks so much laura...that is not what I was picturing at all.
didn't expect the boyish good looks,huh Andrew? Hahaha, gets 'em everytime.
dearrrr lord, that's funny because i actually pictured him looking pretty close to that. the way his mouth is shaped i can just hear the whistling s in his words...
Tagging you before Sam can.
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1. I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
2. Each participant posts eight random facts about themselves.
3. Tagees should write a blog post of eight random facts about themselves.
4. At the end of the post, eight more bloggers are tagged (named and shamed).
5. Go to their blog, leave a comment telling them they’re tagged (cut and run).
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