A late morning-rising, held back by Devil Bug. Onto the cold, wet street for Minx Sunday-reading I...
Gentle morning reading…
Lunch and to Showborough House for a preview of their excellent Affordable Art Exhibition.
Returning to organizing and packing for this week’s visit to DGM HQ.
Our local pals, formerly of the haunted house across the Market Square, are coming for supper.
21.15 Our guests arrived at 18.20. Lotsa fun of the local variety, and relatively restrained. Relatively. One of T’s choice humourful wheezes is to set off the Fart Machine 2…
by the telephone as I am placing a take-away order. Our pleasures in life are not all complex and fart gags are a staple in English humour.
Now, to gentle.
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