Dear me, there's a TV ad for some very nasty looking sausages. I decided that the tune, though a bit mediocre, was vaguely catchy after multiple repetition. I found out that the band is The Molloys, who feature in the ad. Very retro. Very Irish. Is there a Richmond in Ireland?
Pissing with rain in time for the weekend. I must not be put off, and will sally forth to M & S this morning.
Kook is getting a little bitey again, a tendency to be watched. I may have to send him away for a few days, as this seems to let him 'know his place' for a while. Call from Dorothy who is going to Chicago in three weeks, then somewhere else at the end of April. This time Julian will be going, too.
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