Dear all,
I received the email again from a second friend at work. Evidently she
didn't know that her colleague already sent it to me.
I stayed up until midnight last night to finish a wrap I was knitting. The
husband was in bed with his video Ipod and watched an anime. Absolutely
nothing exciting happened to me between 1 and 4 PM. I think I left the gym
(I've just joined a gym) just before 1, walked to town, went to Tescos and
got home around 2:30. I ate lunch and then read Cynthia Ozick's The Bear
Boy. I was surprised when the Tescos till assistant told me that the
cherries in my basket cost £4, but I'd hardly call that the shock of my
life. So much for the letter's promises.
Yours,
Ivy
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