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30.4.07

Skip Monkeys

So how did this...



...lead to this..


...and these...



...this...



...and even this?




Later. Having left the Hovel and it's various feline/vegetable inhabitants with a capable cottage-sitter, we are packing our bags and biking up to the Lake District for a few days jolly camping. So the web cam will be even more boring than watching me clean metal type with a toothbrush (what, you mean you missed that? Worthy of an Oscar). I promise not to return with any more - stuff. Apart from the odd drawing of cows. Really.

PS - If you cannot contain your curiosity, there is a full account of the Great Book Rescue here at Paula's Place