I've got a raging sore throat this evening, so instead of composing the post I was planning, I must go to bed as I have to sing tomorrow morning in church and am hoping that warm Ribena, strepsils, gargling salt water, paracetemol and a good night sleep will enable me to sing without too much pain.
Susie has some new things, and I have worked out what make of doll she is. With that tantalising news, I bid you goodnight. Hopefully tomorrow I shall be able to spend the time I can't tonight to tell you all about my sleuthing.
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