I was out at 7.30 this morning, in urgent need of breakfast comestibles before the supermarket opened. I saw 3 people only and I knew all of them from the pub. Later I saw my daughter from my back window, parking in the supermarket. We waved. A few minutes later she rang me as she had locked her keys in my car (that she has had for 6 months). We met at the Post Office and she took my car key. As I left the Post Office, and walked past the Estate Agent, James came out and asked me back in (accosted in the street by an estate agent!) to explain the delay on exchanging contracts. Leaving there, I waved to Dean and Becky, who work at the taxi office (and were also at the pub last night). God, I will miss this place.
Next up: "Of No Fixed Abode" except I can stay at my Ex's (which is kind of her). She has a castle (with walls and a moat and towers and everything). As I am officially an Aristocrat (Lord Young of Tattingstone doncha know: it cost me 25 quid) I believe a castle is all that I deserve. I may be off the intramaweb for some little time
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Keep us posted, Andy. Don't lose touch.
Good luck.
You've got our phone number. :)
Tattingstone? Is that where you'll be? I know it very well indeed! I'll be very close by in a couple of weeks.
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