Yesterday was miserable, in the best sense of the word. Cold, windy, wet.
It kept the Oxford’s deck empty:
I don’t get it; this is perfect socialising weather.
I guess everyone was on Manhunt or some other audition/rejection tool…
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Hey there lois. Love your blog. Think we may have been at school together (but I'm not 100% sure).
Feel free to take a look at my blog. it's been mostly dormant for about six months now, but you may find it interesting, nonetheless. Alternatively, it may lull you to sleep.
address is danintlv.blogspot.com
I'm having flashbacks to art class. Did you used to able to walk on your hands?
If so, oh. my. god.
oh. your. god. no. I'm not a handwalker (though I think I know who you're thinking of). I wasn't even much of an artist at school either. That came much later.
I might have to bring in Rodney Hinde to solve this, or drag out my old Sydneian, god forbid (I don't remember where it is...)
In any case, nice blog, seriously.
Oh, Rodney would undoubtedly be able to make a good guess at it. I knew Rodney well. We were in the same Tutor Group, among other things.
Thanks for the heads-up on the blog. I should probably go back to writing in it.
As for the Old Sydneian - good lord, I have no idea where my copy of that is, but I do know that I don't have it here with me in Tel Aviv.
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