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Sunday, 1 August 2010


Nothing is working. The French Invasion is under way. I am surrounded. Madness in the air as we go into week number eight of searing heat. The air is full of the sounds of sirens and swimming pools and people who didn't think sangria had much  alcohol in it.  Trust me. Make your own if you want to remember where you went, who with and what you did that you wished you hadn't.

The above is a screenshot. Even that didn't work properly. Anyone want to invite me for a weekend...?


  1. Yeah, come for the weekend! I'll be somewhere in West Wales.

  2. I'll be there in half an hour.

  3. Sorry, missed you, I was out at 11.30 getting a haircut. (Not in Wales.) Also, the weekend doesn't start till Friday and it's only Tuesday.

  4. Hold on. I'm just packing my boots and guitalele.


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