Dear Sylvia,
Tee hee hee (and huge inner smile). Every cell in my body is being fixed right now by your cynical humour (or my reception of it). I need to trance it through or it might get stuck and I won't be able to take in the next lot. Please keep it coming - I'll make space for it. I'm on the floor, rolled up and I love it there. I'm just wondering where I can put my small mirror tiles when I get something I could stick them on.
LOL (Does that mean lots of love or something else? I haven't yet learned all this e-speak)
Angela xxx LOL (in my speak).
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Received on Sun Apr 20 2003 - 07:21:06 BST
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