I love Bling King I do

Although she informed me that's she should be the Bling Queen. Suppose, but it doesn't sound as good.

She'd popped down to pester ask about the whereabouts of lunch and seemed to be adorned with what appears to be the early steps into a lifelong obsession with shiny things. I hope she decides to put them back in the vault before we head off to Bramall Lane in a couple of hours. Then again, it may brighten up our little part of the stand.

Not been blipping and visiting much recently, it's taking a backseat for a few reasons. Sorry to be a stranger.