Four in a bed, excluding the moles
Jul 18, 2019
2 minutes
WE seem to have had a surfeit of visitors this year. And it is only August. I say only August, because my tax brain, which currently overrides everything else, tells me that we are just four months into the new year. I was expecting a nice quiet year with no cunning restoration plans and trying to accumulate enough cash to keep Roy the roofer in lead, the young adults in alcohol and
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