The random, but sometimes surprisingly connected (but not necessarily lucid), stream-of-consciousness thoughts of an optimistic, heavy drinking, cantankerous, iconoclastic, foul-mouthed, devil worshipping misogynist who gets into fist-fights and lived in a damp barge in the arse end of the Thames and now lives in a caravan and loves to slaughter cats by the flinty light of a full moon while reading poetry.
Oh dear, signing things you can not possibly stand by.... LOL
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Glad to see the place coming along. When's the housewarming party?
ReplyDeleteIt's a nice place. What;s there in the second picture?? Is it a pound??
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