Monday, 11 July 2011

money is the root of all evil


-at least it was the reason the washing machine didn't work.

Dear Steve is rapidly establishing the benchmark by which other guests are measured. He dismantled the washing machine, found this beast in the pump, and re-mantled it so that it now works, with a screwdriver and without special training. Having waited in last Monday for the electricians not to come and really not wanting to have to do that again you can imagine my delight...

Last night apero'd with Jill and Tony and alfresco'd with Lucky Leo. (He wants a name change from Easy L) Lucky Leo was awarded the runner-up shirt after the tug-o-war; the dutch team will be passing it among themselves until the challenge in 2012, invasion of Green Lizards permitting.

On which topic the local rag informs us that there is now a team devoted to the care of the survivors of the end-of-the-world event due next year. Dr Coué is the medic in charge: the fear is that there will be suicides if it doesn't come to pass.
Perhaps Nostradamus really meant that the News of the World would come to an end?

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