14th
August
2011
New homes and pot luck
Pardon me if the typing starts to stutter. I’m under attack from a voracious horde of bloodthirsty skeeters, and I might have to stop and swat. The weather has been classic summer all day long; a rumour of 1400 cars at the Basin (is that even possible?) A meal outside without a need to sponge out the dish between swallows.
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