Suffered exhaustion after last week’s build up to, and to the actual, Table-Top Sale which raised a bit of funding for the Laughing Dragons. On Saturday afternoon, during the aforementioned sale, I went all light-headed on three or four occasions and thought I was about to pass-out.
It seems that I have some sort of tummy-bug which has recurred – less violently – today. So I’ve done little of what I hoped to do today – except get exercise from what we used to call The Back-Yard Trots. "Used to", that is, in 1940s Wolverhampton when working-class folk still had to walk up the yard to the lavatory; we were not far removed from the old earthen-closet days . . .!
Any road up, I’m adding a few files to this blog in the hope that some of my friends may find them amusing. Your comments, friends, will be appreciated.
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