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Game of Thrones – Season 8 – Daenerys and Jon Snow P4. made in Canarias

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A few days ago I had a few fun chat with one of my favourite writers, and it turned out this was going to be his penultimate blog in one year. So I’m just going to give my thoughts on this penultimate season.

So I was in London the other day when my mum called telling me to come up to meet her. I had my suitcase and all the things I needed to do the trip so that was perfect and I was excited. I had to get up early so I didn’t have to worry about her getting home early like she did last year. My friend and a few of their friends had a few days to visit so I had the chance to catch them up with my mum and they had the opportunity to chat to me, she was really friendly and she was really cute and I really wanted to meet her and chat with her. I decided to do it that way as a result it was my first time ever going out to meet a stranger so it was a really exciting feeling to be there, I knew they would be talking but I didn’t think they would be doing that much talking as it was Saturday the 21st I think, and I’m a little bit nervous. I know that everyone knows what I love and that the whole experience has always been so much fun, but I’m nervous. I was nervous going to see them all together, I had no idea how I would react so I wanted to be sure I was doing alright and had my camera and not just sit at home wondering. I decided to meet them all with a view to the future of my blog and what I wanted to say to all my readers. I got to a hotel near their homes, the Hilton, and as I sat down and took my seat next to the door the hostess said she wanted to talk to me and I didn’t hesitate to let her in and ask her a few questions. She was super friendly and really opened up and talked some more about my blog, the topics she discussed ranged from what I do to what makes me tick, how she gets on with my husband and what she likes to do to my body. I was so nervous, but she said that she was in London, her husband would only be home for three days so my schedule was set to start on Thursday and last all of Friday. I decided I needed to be prepared for them to show up that early and I decided to bring a camera with me. I didn’t have anything else and was wearing a T shirt, a grey hoodie, a green sweater, white trousers and a blue and pink hoodie that was cut in a more traditional shape. I’m glad I didn’t bring anything else because it would have made a difference to what I could have said in her presence. I walked up to her door and sat down on the couch. I was nervous to see her but she was relaxed, her eyes were looking at me from the sofa, and her hair was up in a ponytail, and she was wearing a white bra and her white shirt was cut to an odd shape. She told me she would be at home with her husband that afternoon and that her husband was staying a couple of miles away. I asked her if I was the only one staying there to talk to her so I knew to get her excited. She looked me over and told me she was the only one that had any questions.

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