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| The Puddlepath |
A lovely Saturday morning: so I woke them up at 930. Many cups of tea later, I went out for a bike ride. We went past Erin's house and JoniBob's house, Ben's house (out) and down to the seafront. The path was full of enormous puddles so I took delight in going through them all until one was so deep I got wet feet. We stopped off at Ocean Park for a bite to eat: OtherMax drove past waving. Then home via a photocall at the lifer's prison, when it started raining. Dropped in on OtherMax (out).
This bikeride was 5 ½ miles, a lot of it off-road. Not as much as last summer's record-breaking 7.7 miles, (so what if I was only 4, I sneeze in the face of adversity) but not bad and just you wait until I get a bigger bike with bigger wheels - and gears. Plus, spare a thought for Bud who has to run alongside. After lunch we bussed into town to take my new bingo game back to the shop because it didn't work. We got a new one and phoned BigMax to come round and play it. It's his first time and he turned the drum manfully, but he's not so good with numbers. 
After a while, though, we gave up and went back to playing "Naval Assault" and "My plane is bigger than yours". Special extra Bath Fizzer night with "Pub Jukebox CD1" and even more potions.
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