THE TAPESTRY OF LOVE : PART SIXTEEN
I'm posting this part early today, because the cold that I seem to have caught is turning into a rather nasty chest thing. I've spent most of today in bed. Bacon and Shakespeare, Kabu? As Alex would say " Yer wo?. I dunno wot yer on abaht!" Miss Jane. September 1944. Jane’s face seemed to change in... Sign in to see full entry.