*makes JPG a suit of bricks and mortar*
Crivens! It's 25 'o' clock! I'd better get shifting homewards to see my pale and precious. She's my drug y'know . . .
and we might even go on a bike ride to the moon


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Sir Aunty Grampa Dave the Hat - enjoying a post-meridian muncheon - Ta! Cannaoogim!?,
Wed 10 Oct 2007, 16:50,
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