A cold Tuesday of no apparent worth. So we lazed and loitered, increased our scores on the Phineas and Ferb surfing game and finally went to Swingpark to collect leaves for some kind of foliar display, as you do. In fact Elizabeth was caught doing exactly that just a couple of months ago, maybe it's catching.
As I excelled at gymnastics (winning badge # 6 in the process), the darkness arrived (don't tell me the group's reforming) and Blind Uncle Len's last possessions attracted a flurry of final bids on Ebay. First to go: set of London tourist slides - to a Frenchman. Hope he didn't mind the British warship laying waste to the froggy domains yesterday.
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