To take my mind off the cravings, I walked the neighbour's dog, a good-looking retriever.
I'm trying to get enthusiastic about a cup of rooibos tea.
Over in Piddledorf, there's been excitement over a cultural highlight, a visit by a touring British band.
6 comments:
Why have you given up tea?
Albert? As an addiction, it's hardly worth mentioning, being quite refined. Do you drink it with your wee finger sticking out the side like they probably taught you in etiquette classes (or how to become an evil bourgeois!) at yon elitist school you went to. I'd like to know. Hotboy
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You may find this of interest.
MM III
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Do they play the great game like this in NSC?
MM III
Nanners. I'm trying anything to cure the flatheidulence.
Hotters, dear boy, one doesn't have learn how to be bourgeois. One is or one isn't.
Mingers. Surely that link's more suited for blissheids? The first thing I saw was an engraving of Hotters down at the allotment.
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Some nice ukelele here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK_Ma3rnQd4 and here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nCbiUqwgBFY&NR=1 and one from a Hotboy look-a-like here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bIhoOziZsGg
MM III
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