I came in this evening and my mum asked me how bungee jumping was, which rather confused and scared me, not to mention spooking me out. I had completely forgotten that I'd blogged earlier during my frees. It wasn't the fact that my mum reads my blog. I knew about that one. *waves to mum* Take heed: temporary memory blocks can be scary at times.
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Who said I should censor what I blog just because my mum reads it?
Kenton is between Wembley and Harrow in London. It was described as "the leafy suburb of Kenton" in a newspaper a while ago, and since then I adopted the adjective when describing where I come from.
That's a cool number with rotational symmetry. :D
We haven't had any major snow this year (which was good as I thought it was going to be the week of my driving test, and then it would have been cancelled), we just had a minor flurry a couple of weeks ago that didn't settle. I'm still walking around with my thick scarf, although my hat hasn't appeared yet this winter.
It's the 2nd of February here too at the moment, although I different time of day, I believe.
Kenton isn't the most exciting place in the world, but it happens to be where I live. London is exciting enough though, and considering Kenton is in London, all is good.
That comment actually didn't appear for a day. *shakes head* It's now the 3rd of February.
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