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Continued......


Beauty, is in the eye of the beholder. (You just have to look at your neighbours' appalling curtains to know the veracity of that statement!)


(Someone (Marta's mother) once said, 'For every ugly woman, there's an ugly man.' Which, whilst undoubtedly true, isn't entirely tactful when you've just brought a new boyfriend home.....)


Marta was finding it difficult to choose a photo for her very first Blip. She had dithered over Genghis (her cat, not the Mongol leader); a flower which had fought through the weeds in her window box, and perhaps deserved some sort of reward for tenacity; five fat yellow ducklings, floating like feathery tennis balls in the canal; and a marbled chocolate cheesecake she'd made for a party.


She decided to go with the ducklings. Surely nobody would say anything derogatory about such sweet little creatures, even if one had had his head chopped off. (By her camera - not a psychotic rambler.)


And then the next problem.....what on earth to write?