housewife

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❀ i've been playing the little housewife lately, waking up at 8am with jerry, preparing him a good hearty breakfast and seeing him off to school each day, then cleaning the house. he openly admits he wouldn't do the same for me. i'm a good catch, to be honest.

i go for my morning walks through the rich area of town, just to see how the other half live. the deeper in you go, the bigger the mansions, the wider the roads and the thicker the big green hedge fences. this must be where the beckham's have their house. i know they have one in our neighbourhood somewhere...... imagine if they read one of my nanny flyers that i've posted up all around the place, and happened to need a nanny... although my old colleague was friends with their last nanny, who sold her story to the UK tabloids for a huge amount of money, about david cracking onto her and how much of an arsehole he was to poor victoria.

the streets in this area are always silent and deserted, except for the little latino servants and gardeners pushing wheelbarrows and doing maintenance work with the air of resentment hovering around them. i see their side-ward glares- they think i'm one of the mansion-owners.

but i'm just here for the exerices, and to gather up data for an article i've decided to write for a travel magazine about this gorgeous place....

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