Friday, August 25, 2006
Yesterdays hardwood bounty
Nice lump of hardwood Yesterday morning I had just sat-down at the kitchen table with my mug of tea, when Beethoven's fifth begun playing. As perusal I had no idear where Beethoven had hid himself, or rather. Where I had misplaced him, Beethoven being, the name given to my mobile phone, by Tina... Eventually finding the dammed thing under one of Buster's blankets, tucked inside his sleeping basket. Myself and Buster set sail on the twelve noon high tide, heading towards the port of Harwich,...
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