My panacea is a layered solution: I need my bed and I need someone to cuddle – if the husband is not willing, it’s Henry’s job and vice versa.

PS: Laughter helps, too. But it’s more difficult to photograph.


Circles for circles’ sake.


Churchy circles.


The other way round.
Linked to Leanne’s Monochrome Madness and Dawn’s The Day After (she was the one who came up with the prompt!)
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There once was a teacher called Ms. Krabbabble.
Who with black thoughts and mood swings did grapple
Because the students would never thank her.
Nobody knew how badly she’d hanker
for appreciation, in short: an apple.
For Esther’s Laughing Along with a Limerick: Apple
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