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This week’s title is from Please Please Please by Sabrina Carpenter, which I am obsessed with. I love the lyrics so very much and the ‘I beg you, don't embarrass me, m•therfucker’ earworm has replaced ‘I’m working late cos I’m a singerrrrr.’
Anyway this week zoomed by so fast that I didn’t even write any diary… or anything else. Let’s see what I can cobble together from my phone.
MONDAY
The 19yo had his BBC interview, which according to him went well. I was banished to the kitchen for the duration. They were only here for about ten minutes. I’d worried about it for a week. Wrote my money newsletter.
No idea what I did for the rest of the day. Only photo on my phone is a screenshot of where I can watch Somewhere in Time, the Christopher Reeve film from 1980.
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