I should be doing something, what though?

Erm.

Oh yeah!

PACKING! supposed to be going in 45 minutes.

But where are we going?

Hang on I'll go ask the driver.

Oh right Milford on sea.

Does that mean it will be full of hot older women?

Oh good!

See you later.

and sitting here enjoying my last chance at a full delve into blog world for a while.

But its just me here apparently.

But I still like this place.

Blogland I mean. I may have to go cold turkey over the next few days.

Thanks to Mrs F and shipscook for (in chronological order)

Breakfast and a large bloody Hell Mary in bed,

A fantastically huge plate of fish and chips down at the Victoria with many a large Vodka and coke.

A couple of bottles of Black Fox cider, a couple of mugs of hot black coffee, and a couple (ahem) of glasses of Makers Mark bourbon back at the old homestead.

And the conversation, company and understanding.

Love them to death.

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