Yes Cheryl and anyone else that is wondering. It is me. On the quiet days at the shop (and there was many of those) my friend and I would sit outside on the bus stop bench, drinking coffee, eating biccys and watching and commenting on the world that went by us (You got some strange sights around that little town) I drew out a piccy of us both as angels having time out to gossip and have a coffee. It was intended to be a stitchery and might still become one if I can get fired up.
janjan
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