At 4am this morning, I was nearly killed! (caution: hyperbole) Above our bed hangs a banged up silver frame, found outside a picture framers in Wimbledon two years ago. After years of a fine execution of hanging, the twine broke and dropped just above my pillow.
Much to Kev's disagreement, I'm all for hanging it up there again. Live life on the edge so to speak, but maybe sleep a little further down from it...
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