rather excellent sofa (sadly not in that wacky shade of yellow, which is great but probably a bit too high-maintenance), and a bunch of useful but less exciting other things (like saucepans and doona covers and spatulas).
Then last night I had a dream that we had moved into our new flat, and the view from the bedroom window was of the beach. It was lovely. It was quite sad to wake up and realise just how wrong I was. Stoopid landlocked nations.
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