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Opa died too, so Mum's gone to Holland and I'm left with Grandma and Grandfather, and no computer, so I shall be scarce for the next couple of weeks, not that I havn't been lately, but meh.
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If I ever found a pot of gold, I'd buy bottles untold of the nectar of the vines, 'cos I'm gonna die with a twinkle in my eye, 'coz I sung songs, spun stories, loved, laughed and drank wine.
Tomorrow is another day, The cats are out to play, to play!
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