Good morning...♫ Ridin' along on a pushbike honey...♫...I'm going to have that bloomin song in head all day now. I haven't ridden my bike all summer, it's very old, (probably antique, they built 'em to last) and heavy. Tarquin tells me to buy those wheels would probably cost as much as new bike.
My cousin's son lives in NZ but I'm not sure where, I hope they're ok. I'm half expecting us to have a good shaking before long, there's a very odd atmosphere some days.
Nothing exciting to report, I'm trying to decide whether I've got a cold coming or it's hayfever, the air's thick with fungal spores apparently.
The air's going to be blue pretty soon, gardener still conspicuous by his absence...what is it with these people? Why are some so unreliable? I think he's fired unless he gets in touch pretty soon...he's messing with the wrong biddy.
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