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Sunday 13th August 2017.

Sunday bothers me..for there is too little time to perform all the tricks i wish to on this day with no dogs bollocks rain drops falling from the sky the garden calls, if only to quaff a glass of Chardonnay..the forecast for the coming week makes me not to ever to glimpse at weather forecasts ever again...it must be one of the wettest, coldest, summers i have ever known within this Manchester basin of red bricks and dripping gutters....yet i have not fallen into melancholy madness which is quite a shock as i reach almost midway through August once the best month of the year....now it is simply August....i shrug sigh, the sight of the sun is simply a blessing a fart from gods underpants...which means i must away, shave..open the chardonnay prepare the evening meal i would say dispite the wanking weather today has been good....to all whom pass this way take care....tread carefully in the coming week ahead...So Goeth...and yes Hugh..i have noted the calender..where ever you are god bless...

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