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StoryI: diary, 27 March gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryJ - The Joys of Burgeoning gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryI - Today's Event gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryHorribly upset but ok now gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryI gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryI liked the way... gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryJ: Have you still got something to lose&;#063; gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryH: Not Writing gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryI: a memory gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryFor sale, one old life, gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryG: diary 25 March gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryDestiny gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryE - diary 19 Mar gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryF gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryGail in the office gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryDiary of a bored woman in the office gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryEvery day is really dragging gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryExpression gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryForbidden love gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryG - Auntiedom gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryDon't worry, Keren gail011 years 6 months ago
StoryE - diary 30 April gail011 years 6 months ago

My stories

Quality Street, the girl from the ad

Thurs 5 Sept. The Bangladesh College have been and gone this morning. Visit seemed to go well. The last of its kind I will organise. A strange...

Very nearly out the door..

Wed 4 Sept. Just had my exit interview. Well, it's sinking in that I'm leaving. It's kind of a good feeling. A positive move. I'm so glad I met Rug...

Loadsa-rushin'-about

Busy busy busy. Am trying to do 600 things today at work. Have decided to calm down for 5 minutes or so to update you on my life. Phew! Deep breath...

Z - Friday's come around again

12 more commutes to go. Merely a dozen. I hope I can cash in my annual travelcard for the unused months. They told me when I bought it I could, but I...

Yes, I really am leaving... and arriving

Thursday 29 August. I am juxtaposed between my old life and my new one; in no-man's land. It's a crazy world. The estate agent phoned me and left a...

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