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mark the thatcher, at work on the ridge
have i mentioned how much i HATE thatch?
(which is shame because thatchers make good money for making roofs of straw)
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redressing the under-represention, here is ludwig von t-bone.
he has made his chin sore from licking the floor.
repeatedly.
this dog hasn't got much going on between his ears.
very affectionate though
today i kicked about the farm, waiting for an important phone call.
half an hour after i was expecting the call, i checked the email that told me I was supposed to phone IN for a conference call.
this specific time on this specific day was arranged over two weeks ago and this was the only time i could speak to the people who needed to speak to me, before they might pay me to speak to someone else.
bollocks.
and in other news yesterday i lost a lucrative job today and a big job moved, after trains to paris and hotels had been booked.
something other than fog in the air.
the week's a write-off.
almost.
i have one important meeting tomorrow and abrar's gig tomorrow night...
hopefully friday doesn't follow suit with the rest of the week.