Broken hearted

I bought Carys a rather lovely, rather expensive glass key ring that contained a silver heart.  I’ve been driving her car recently and the other day, it fell onto our wooden floor… and shattered!  Sometimes it is hard not to feel that Life has a sick sense of humour…

Tags: Carys

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