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May 10, 2006 07:15

Moan, whinge and grumble. Does anyone know why deadlines are called deadlines? In my case it is because I'm sure they are going to leave me dead from over work one day. An excel beast of burden I be.

The good news is that my Blackbirds are now proud parents. There are four little scraps of fluff in the nest. Mrs Blackbird must be relieved that all that sitting is over. The next stage will be watching the test flights. Here's hoping next door's cat doesn't get interested; there are bound to be a few crash landings until they get the hang of it.
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