Category: Toms
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Roses and stuff
Roses are redAnd violets are blueSo Valentine’s here yet again.Time to write wordsFeaturing loved up lovebirdsOr commonly, a cock and a hen. I walk on cloud nineAs I wait for the timeWhen my lover and I get togetherBut being lovebirdsMeans I must use these wordsAs we’re literally birds of a feather Opposites attractIs sometimes a…
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Getting Ready
This week, I’ve handed the reigns of the blog over to two of my Inner Beings… Thomasina, my Inner Woman, and Tomanova, my Inner Romantic. In today’s post, I’ve asked them to answer a few simple questions. Do you have a ritual when getting ready to go out? Thomasina: I do. Firstly, I like to…
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Me! Me! Me me me!
Ho! Ho! Ho! It’s Selfie time once again, with a Santa Selfie thrown in for good measure! Merry Christmas!
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As I was losing Spider Solitaire
As I was losing Spider Solitaire A voice screamed out – I do declare The voice was one within my mind One that’s usually gentle and kind One that keeps herself quite calm And not one to raise alarm Thomasina, my Inner Chick Needed my attention – quick ’You’ll never win’, she said to…
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The Serious Selfie Post
Almost. Either the hair’s all wrong… …Or the shot’s too blurred… …Or the camera’s too close… …Or the camera’s not pointing correctly… …Or the hair’s all wrong… …Or the light-bulb blows… …Or the camera angle and / or timing is all wrong… …Or the zoom setting’s too high… …Or the hair’s all wrong… …Or…
The Mansionic Perspective 