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Happy St Andrew’s Day
We had a dusting of snow overnight, but it was worse thirteen years ago if this Facebook memory is anything to go by...
Thunderthigh had to walk to the end
of the street to get his taxi.
Ferretfingers’ transport couldn't
get out of its own estate so we have him home again.
He wore his wellies all day
yesterday and plans to do the same today.
Miss
Fiddle Inside
as well as out?
Bentonbag From breakfast to
bath time.
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This memory reminds me of his uncle, Bigbrother, who
one Christmas put on his wellies shortly after breakfast on Christmas Day and
didn’t remover them until after Boxing Day.
We only have Sister-in-law’s word that he actually took them off to sleep.
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Warning
Advent starts tomorrow together with much
busyness and socialising, so I’m afraid blogs will be thin on the ground.
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