A good day. Juggling was limited to two balls, though someone was trying to throw a further one into the mix. GF managed to get away at a sensible time and catch the “usual” train home, though thi smeant missing the start of the Parish Council meeting.
Sorry to hear that Cousteau-cub appears to be unwell and has gone to Phuket for a check up. It’s times like these where the distance seems (indeed is) so great.
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To the casual observer it appears that the GF
would prefer not to be travelling backward
and forward on the tube, but instead enjoying
the sunshine of the southern hemisphere?
The casual observer may not be too far from the truth! However, a number of impediments stand between the Gorse Fox and such spiritual succour, namely:
1) he still has a mortgage to pay off;
2) he still has 903 working days before retirement;
3) The Silver Vixen isn't enthralled by the thoughts of the Southern Hemisphere... but might at least make it to the tropics to visit Cousteau-cub when opportunity presents.
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