Just a desk
‘What is that?’ Master of the bleeding obvious he is, my eldest. ‘What does it look like?’ ‘Uhm…a table. Doh.’
‘What is that?’ Master of the bleeding obvious he is, my eldest. ‘What does it look like?’ ‘Uhm…a table. Doh.’
As I keep trying to whittle down my impressive blogroll in the hopes of ending up with just the happy few I came across this
For the lyrics. This particular performance. And that amazing voice.
Not much of a fan of the tote in general but in its price range and given the neutral colour and buckle details this one
Instadiary week 19