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banjo gangstar
me-me by lucy (after she told me i was letting myself go a little and i needed a shave and change of outfit)
took a trip to see a little house in a prairie
scared off some other prospective buyers from a second viewing
roast lunch at the local (to the woods) with sleepy z and lady lucy
rushed to newick and back to pick up some negs from my temporarily stored archive and a very heavy sewing machine from 1970?
returned for a 'welcome to the neighbourhood' drop in from our next door-but-a few neighbours.
they brought marmalade: how fitting... paddington bear from deepest darkest perou would be impressed too.