The sixth of June is and always be a reminder of D Day. So I am led to believe theres a bit of an exhibition down at the 'Herbert Art gallery', so I might just pop in. A brief pause in my typing, as again I have just chased the rabbit around the garden as he keeps escaping from his compound, apparently he's never more happier digging his escape tunnels. So I am now wet, as its started to rain. Katie of course thinks its hilarious as she and Marmaduke admire my antics from the garden door.
Just had a Pear, diet progressing kettle on, so what to do on my day off?. Could dust of my classic '59' model 'Mir' camera?, have already cut the lawns; will play it by ear, dry out first me thinks...
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