HAhaaaaaar. It's Friday and I'm in a goooood mood.

Been looking forward to today all week anmd now I'm looking forward to the rest of the weekend too.

It's The Royal Show from Sunday til independance day (ewe ess ay) and I'm working on the sunday afternoon.

Going to go watch the Ferret racing (squeeeeeeeel etc!!!), maybe some horse stuff, and show championship prime beef, I men, steak,

I mean Bovines.

Oh and all the wine tasting and excellent, most excellent and prize winning food too.
There's one stall which is famous for one of it's stranger flavours of icecream. Seriously Stilton flavour, ooh errr.

there'll be trac-teeerrrrs /plymouth. and other such farmy stuff. like jersy wool jumpers and and and, what the fuck are all those furniture manufacturers got to do with agri culture?? Anyway, I have a party to go to.

p.s. John: Ketna is eager to meet you. Today when she found out you're there on Sunday too has offered, well demanded really SHE take you for beers. Take care babe, she's..... larger than life.

Any ways, Josh is being all of the manic phase of her deterministic cyclic lunarcy.
Dene, am on my way....