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Friday 29th January 2016.

There is no jet-lag on a Friday..the lunch time rush hour traffic homeward bound tells me that padlocks closed factory gates waves or two fingers tells the mood of the scurrying folk no longer in clogs shawls some pause to buy a euro-lottery ticket a lucky dip for 91M....do i have the winning ticket...remember us if you win....as i closed the door heaped with out going mail my tiny red van looking forward to what is left of the weekend as much as myself...Friday is music day...Status Quo...Down The Dustpipe...takes me back to hair on my head and a flat belly i would have made a fine transvestite back then had i found a dress in the wild wood....So Goeth...

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