Anyone away who is wondering whether I've remembered to
water their garden may relax. God has done it, copiously.
Just when I was hoping to give Shuff, Ian and Toby lunch in
the courtyard, la la.
Anyone going to the party tomorrow who doesn't want to drive
get in touch - there are three teetotalers going with spaces.
(Remember they olden days, when not to be drinking meant
you were on penicillin for what we used to call 'a dose'? It was
dead giveaway - never go out with anyone who wasn't drinking.
O tempora, o mores.)
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