Last sunday we attended the 60th birthday of Paula's Auntie Robyn. Robyn took the liberty of booking Mic Conway's National Junk band about two years ago. They are bizarre!
We had a great time listening to a rubber chicken solo, watching sword swallowing, and being entertained by the nose flute.
It's easter weekend, so we're slothing around here for easter. Later I'll be making fish and chips for tea and declining Opec's timely offer of purchasing extortionately priced petrol in order to go somewhere else for a few days....
Sambo the 'petro-sexual'.
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