tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24090422.post114889831836063069..comments2007-04-12T00:53:20.863+01:00Nantwich Writers' Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15087759290766433965noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24090422.post-1148989173377062502006-05-30T12:39:00.000+01:002006-05-30T12:39:00.000+01:00Well I wouldn't (mostly!) swap my family for anything, but sometimes telling myself that dust protects the furniture doesn't always work! :)Carole Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00280986168668980070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24090422.post-1148984819088680932006-05-30T11:26:00.000+01:002006-05-30T11:26:00.000+01:00LOL. I've always said I was born into the wrong family, too! I should have been filthy rich with all kinds of servants instead of being born in London's East End to a family who never had two ha'penny's to rub together! Ah well... I wouldn't swap my dear ol' mum for all the servants in the world so maybe things weren't quite so bad after all :)Sharon Jhttp://www.my-novel.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com