I like that sort of sleepy feeling that comes after a long, enjoyable day. The one that says, yes, I've had a beautiful time, laughed, smiled, and just a simply gorgeous day. The sort of day which is worthy of telling one's future children about. Of maybe I'm just saying this because so many of the stories my Mum has come from her time abroad
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