I caught up with friends at Sayer Sisters cafe yesterday. It was so cute. I highly recommend it. After a leisurely coffee and chat I said goodbye and headed back to my car to drive home. To my horror I saw a little piece of white paper under my windscreen wiper. Oh no I thought not a parking ticket!!! I opened the paper with caution to find much to my relief and delight it was a note from a friend who was passing and had recognised my car. What a photographic memory he has. How do people do that? I don't know even know what my number is.
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