Fourteen degrees at 9am. A glistening, bright and sunny morning, with the martins swooping around the belfry and yellow-and-red leaves dropping from the trees.
Twenty-eight degrees at 3pm.
Thursday, 9 October 2008
Fourteen degrees at 9am. A glistening, bright and sunny morning, with the martins swooping around the belfry and yellow-and-red leaves dropping from the trees.
Twenty-eight degrees at 3pm.
4 comments:
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Anonymous said...
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As Tony Hancock would have said "quite poetic"
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Thursday, 09 October, 2008
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Louise | Italy said...
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Isn't that what they call damning with faint praise?
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Thursday, 09 October, 2008
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Anonymous said...
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Hi Louise,
No, its a compliment, if you could have impressed Tony Hancock you could impress anybody. -
Thursday, 09 October, 2008
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Louise | Italy said...
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Where's the smiley emoticon on this thing?
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Thursday, 09 October, 2008
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4 comments:
As Tony Hancock would have said "quite poetic"
Isn't that what they call damning with faint praise?
Hi Louise,
No, its a compliment, if you could have impressed Tony Hancock you could impress anybody.
Where's the smiley emoticon on this thing?
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