Ben is still in Wales. My parents are staying for the weekend. We've spent much of the time at Bentcliffe Drive, looking at the house and doing things in the garden.
This wine is nasty. My parents are refusing to supply comments for publication, which tells you all you need to know. Ben can finish this one when he gets home.*
Bob writes:
This is a perversion of my own opinion. An entertaining ethanol delivery system, if no more.
Bob doing things in the garden |
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