Another brief encounter of the Foggy kind just to let anybody remotely interested that I’m still here.
We’ve been jolly busy in the garden and now that’s
all done - for now, I’m doing wot I can to gird-up my loins ready{?} for Starmageddon.
Just an old song wot pretty well sums up where we be.
Timidadians look away right now, okay?
Quote; Stephen King
“He lay back, put his arm over his eyes, and tried to hold onto the anger, because the anger made him feel brave. A brave man could think. A coward couldn't.”
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