Well, another relaxing weekend of work... and no fires. I do love writing, but the AWOL gene is pressing at me.
It's august - with emphasis on the gust part. Don't face into the wind because the snot will blow out of your ears. We did our 1.1km milk fetch traipse over hill in 14 minutes (one way) and 15 back. Soon I will be ready for the olympics.
And now, after our Scheduled posting break (new one on MGC too
http://madgeniusclub.blogspot.com/) we return you to the happy world of psycopaths, demons and of course Marco. With some benito in case that got too easy going.