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Ireland here I come
The plan is thus:
I will be spending the entire of July in Ireland, with my lovely sister Debbie and her two beautiful daughters, Jess and Sarah. I will be an unpaid skivvy in my sisters office during the day, and spend my evenings with the locals, dazzling them with my exotic English ways.
That is, if they don't shun me for being too English, forcing me to become a hermit like recluse. Although I feel I could pull off the bag lady look admirably, especially if I utilised my muttering-to-self skills.
Anyway, apart from that, there isn't much to report. I have Norway's Eurovision song stuck in my head though. I blame Reagan and all her little patriotic ways.
Ta ta for now!
I will be spending the entire of July in Ireland, with my lovely sister Debbie and her two beautiful daughters, Jess and Sarah. I will be an unpaid skivvy in my sisters office during the day, and spend my evenings with the locals, dazzling them with my exotic English ways.
That is, if they don't shun me for being too English, forcing me to become a hermit like recluse. Although I feel I could pull off the bag lady look admirably, especially if I utilised my muttering-to-self skills.
Anyway, apart from that, there isn't much to report. I have Norway's Eurovision song stuck in my head though. I blame Reagan and all her little patriotic ways.
Ta ta for now!
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