Not much doing on this quiet Sunday night. Just a feverish run for enjoyment before the perils of the week begin again. Planning is gearing up properly for the Bolo tour and all systems are go. More websites on the horizon and just enough energy to half tinker with some ideas before collapsing back to the house for a sizeable bowl of ice-cream and some biscuits. Ah, the perils of relapse and the eerie prospect of an abstinence mission soon to begin again. A brief respite is over and it is time to get out of the trenches and run like crazy for the next ridge, dodging plumbaits and crack monkeys and sparking out shirt-boys.
Which only really leaves me to point you in the direction of an excellent curiosity.
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nice to hear you’re hopping over to the ‘drid for a hoe-down, mr groover!