Our cleaner at work told me today that her foster daughter had told her that I whistle beautifully. Lexie had been sitting in our waiting room and heard me whistling away to my mixpod music. I tend to whistle instead of sing (and that's a good thing!). This made me smile, you see, as I whistle because my Dad used to whistle, so it reminds me of him when I do.
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Cheers - Joolz *smiling and whistling*
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Cheers - Joolz *smiling and whistling*
