That sort of day. Not raining but overcast and comfortable. Mummy the medic is out healing the sick and arguing about smocking patterns with the nurses. The twin driven video menu has included Asterix in Britain, The Count of Monte Cristo, Lilo and Stitch, Brambly Hedge, and The Lion King the first. Will give the SatNav a workout tomorrow trying to find the AFO dude somewhere round Southport - one of the last runs we'll do before the Kluger arrives. Except for 20 or 30 small things, I'll miss the truck. A bit.
Ricky and the boys failed to pass Tugga's test run streak. There a few of us a bit pleased about that. SR Waugh was from MY generation, and part of the appeal of the games drifted out the door with his rather pushed retirement, so as least that little bit of history remains unsuperseded.
Ricky and the boys failed to pass Tugga's test run streak. There a few of us a bit pleased about that. SR Waugh was from MY generation, and part of the appeal of the games drifted out the door with his rather pushed retirement, so as least that little bit of history remains unsuperseded.
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