February 20, 2009
I rounded the corner whistling away to a tune on the iPod and came face to face with this scene of blunt trauma nastiness. Blasted vandals. Not worth getting upset about it though and as my trangia and ‘room of one’s own’ mug were still intact, I managed to start the whistling again. I ignored [...]
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October 1, 2008
The weekend was a scorcher, which was a blessing as I had quite a few onion sets to plant. I arrived thinking I had a fairly big job on my hands trying to find a home for about 200 onions but when I opened the padded envelope and ripped open 1 of the 3 sacks [...]
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