I thought for sure there would be a school teacher or 2, a diligent daughter (ooo she is away camping) or other erudite folk who would pick up my spelling errors in the Colour Me 8 post...
and yes 1 so far! Person, not error.
I apologise for offfending your reading serenity. What can I say? I was going too fast and I was in a whole lot of pain, and axomatically multi-tasking.
Miss A (I was born to fly/travel) needed an intense reworking of her resume; I was delighted to help out, and some web advice. The Whizz Kid came through and she has a great site now, strickly (haha gotcha!!) for work.
So now I am inspired and will be designing, arranging and choosing the elements for my website.
Kind of like building a house (A_M) except it doesn't matter if it rains.
I am bed bound with my old ballet injury creating havoc, hobbling round the house using mum's walking stick, which I just bought back from Melbourne - good timing.
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