Back from the beach I be. It was wet and cold, and I played lots of scrabble.
You may laugh, but scrabble is the heritage of my family. Never can any member of our family meet without a scrabble board being produced and a three hour argument started about gramma and spelling in general.
So addicted are we to scrabble that we actually have a gold-plated scrabble set. Damn is that tile bag heavy when it's fully loaded.
And because im a hopeless speller, I also found out that 'stoilet' is not a word.
Back home on friday is the best night to be back home on. Tonight really good carttons are on. So at about 3am, when thay finish, I wont be surpried if I blog again.
I have a scab on my elbow.
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