Deb's Diary

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Dear Diary. The other day I was talking on the phone with my mum. As I live 3000 miles away from her, we usually talk once or twice a week and in great detail. I love my mum, she is very sweet and caring and a model mother - she even bakes her own bread. You know how mothers and...
Dear Diary, The other day, whist out on a date I noticed something that could possibly mean that my dating life is over. I was having a lovely time on that date, so the thought of no more dates really worried me. OK, here it is: I had just noticed a grey hair. Yes, I said a GREY...
Dear Diary, The day is upon us. Possibly my most dreaded day of the year. It's Tax day. I have been worrying about my taxes ever since I came to the States. I am just useless with anything to do with adding large numbers, or small ones for that matter, and it fills me with...
Dear Diary... A few weeks ago I told you that I had started taking my dog Blue out for a run while I rode my bike. It’s been especially handy while I’ve been ill and unable to run. He seems to love it and I can let him go a lot faster on the bike than on foot. Anyway, if you...