It's Peter's party on Saturday. It's fancy dress in the theme of characters off of the telebox.
I thought of going as Neo from The Matrix. But I need sunglasses and mine broke.
We're having a wall knocked through tomorrow. Like you do.
It'll be there in the morning and gone when we get home. How's that for service?
I've been clearing out the two rooms that will become one. The conservatory is packed with junk; I mean, packed with precious things. Where's it all going to go?
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