Just wanna say that yesterday morning, after a gruelling eight hour slogathon in the basement of a crusty old west London hospital, I found myself staring at my new born baby girl. Weighing in at a measley 6lbs 2oz, she is, rather like my roots 45 collection, small but mighty. And she is natural mystic.
She is also quite beautiful and smells of, well, jazz actually.
Clearly, I am emotional.
But fooking happy.
A few of you were waiting for the low here, so there you go.
Truly a mentalist weekend, people.
That is all.
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[There aint enuf smilies for this kinda shit].
She is also quite beautiful and smells of, well, jazz actually.
Clearly, I am emotional.
But fooking happy.
A few of you were waiting for the low here, so there you go.
Truly a mentalist weekend, people.
That is all.





[There aint enuf smilies for this kinda shit].
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