Evening, peeps! Here I am, sat watching her type my biography, or is it autobiography?
See this piece of paper in the photo, ‘Snippets of my days’? Well, those are MY days, not hers. But surely, I don’t do enough for her to write about me. Do I? Need to pop to my drinking room, back in a mo!
That was a nice drink in my drinking room. I l-o-v-e chilled water.
Bin thinking… should she be writing snippets of my days or chapters? I’m now gonna have a rest, laters!