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Wednesday, 23 December 2015

The Return Of The Simpsons



On the last full day of work before Christmas I manage to get a bike to work in.

I go for lunch with one of our work neighbours, who also happens to be my brother. We do my usual Wednesday at the Brunswick although he insists on driving and quickly finds out why we don’t. There is nowhere to park. By the time we’ve circled the surrounding streets eight times we could have walked up. Still a pleasant lunch and a pint of course.

L belatedly queries the spelling of Lawnmower Deth and then heaves a huge sigh of relief that she managed to avoid an incorrectly spelt gig.

Hurricane Daughter arrives today and it is good to see her, even if I have forgotten to take the plug off the TV and we get to enjoy the Simpsons for the first time in almost a year. The dogs are also pleased to see her as this is someone else to hassle with balls etc.

Probably too much wine is drunk later.

(Wednesday 23rd December)

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