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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

I met a new man today, and I think I'd like him to come and live with me and be my new boyfriend.

His name is Cillian.

He is nine weeks old.

I finally got to meet Mrs Moo's baby, and he is lovely and I love him.



He Who Only... became suspiciously quiet the whole time we were sitting with them, and a glazed look came over his eyes as he watched me feed and burp and feed again and burp again the baby over about an hour and a half. I love that there are no boys on this earth that want to hold another person's baby, and no women on this earth who would turn down the chance to hold a nine week old.

Cillian is officially the cutest, sweetest, chattiest, nicest smelling baby boy that has ever existed.

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