I'm sure you've all been wondering what happened to the dirty sock in Pobol Y Cwm (reference previous post). Did she keep it in her handbag as a souvenir? Did she give it back?
Neither as it happens. She threw it out. Not only was it dirty, it also had a hole in it. But she bought the boyfriend a new pair, so he should have been happy - right? Wrong. He ended the relationship. Even though it wasn't said, I suspect the sock had a lot to do with the decision.
And for part two of this blog post - and the inappropriate crushes confessions I've been hinting at for ages - please pop over to see the Minxes.
Please visit - hate it when I blog there and get no friendly comments (and I know that makes me needy and pathetic, but that's me).
PS - my pocket novel is in the shops now. So excited. Have been busy admiring it on the shelves. And huge thanks to those who have read it and offered feedback and to those who have blogged about it. xx