Everyone seems to be packing up and leaving.

Must resist the urge to make sexual innuendos. Must resist the urge to make sexual innuendos...

Eclair should be my new codename for sexting. "Don't mind me, I'm just eclair-ing!"

I can see eclairy now the cream has gone. I can see all chocolate in my way. Gone are the dark cones that had me blind.

It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright), ice creamy day.

I think I can make it now, the Mayor is gone. All of the bad feelings have disappeared. Here is the sundae I've been prayin' for.

It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright), ice creamy day

Look all around, there's nothin' but French pastry. Look straight ahead, nothin' but French pastry.

My British expat PI friends had better watch out. gov.uk/government/new…

After this #craftnight, I'll be out of town for the foreseeable future.

It's been fun fun fun fun, Sanditon.

I suspect people will be more quiet on Twitter after this.

I ask because of reasons.

Rammi out.

WTF.

*creeps in* Hi!

Why is everyone sad in Sanditon?

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