Posted by Ursula on Thursday, 3 July 2008
The obvious has just come upon me: My life is a soap opera and I am the misleading lady.
Little entertains me as much as my own stage set; there is no script, the director is awol most of the time and the cameraman keeps complaining that he is largely left in the dark. As indeed am I.
In order to protect the identity of the rest of the cast populating my life – not from you, the reader, but from themselves - I will have to tell the story in another blog tent; under a fictious name.
Don’t YOU love mystery? I do.
U
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