Sunday, 21 December 2008
good day at a german fair drinking strong cider and beer and eating (precocious-child)-(the-most-terrible) covered in bitter-german/ vyse/ now home and drinking an award winning taxi-um...no (sorry, cabernet) sauv. that's taking strips off my town-g/ my blues collection grows in strength/ that's it though some acid would've certainly perked up the fairground lights (but wouldn't it always?)/ booooing...
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