Calling for a cwtch

It’s a quiet afternoon.

The Sun is shining in a hazy blue sky.

The birds are singing, and all is well in the world. Well, almost. The afternoon would be much improved if I could trouble you for a moment. I hope it isn’t a terrible impostition. It shouldn’t take more than a little of your time. Would you mind awfully giving me a hug?

Thanks everso, 

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