Stretched to the max
Goodness me. Just realised one of my ‘here’s one I prepared earlier’ stretchmarks is feeling different. Take a squizz and realise it’s still silver (old) but has a longer tail on it, which is red (new).
Harrumph. The poor old body still has 10 weeks to go, if we go full term. She’s-a-gonna take a battering.
May 11th, 2007 at 1:00 am
(In a bad Scot accent) “No, no Captain. I dinnae ken she can take anymore!”