.....swanking around the supermarket in my Cats.
I love my Caterpillar jeans. They fit. Like jeans should fit. Boot cut and tight. Holding everything in place where it should be.
I feel good in my Cats so I swanked a lot.
When I got back to the car I realised I'd been doing all that swanking with my flies undone.
More ridiculous book tour things, including a free stop right in your
bedroom.
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Sorry this post took longer than expected…coming out of a depression that’s
lasted a little longer than normal, but feeling mostly human again. 🙂
First up...

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