just trying to build a wardrobe out of chickenwire, well it looks like that to me.
Sadly my strength isn't what it used to be, that's disheartening but I still am Birmingham's answer to George Clooney, only I have Tinnitus which seems to be getting worse, but at least I have loads of music to listen to which distracts me from the Tinnitus. Taylor come out of those woods and sing, and welcome to Birmingham by the way.
I have a few things I may donate to the charity shop, or Shrek as I am about his size, such as a Winter coat which is so heavy and irritates my scar tissue. Though the local dog walker is my size so I may offer him first refusal. Or I could just keep it as a duvet.
this is me as a centrefold, it was me they were singing about, an Angel
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