Hello there, brother-in-law!

Michou enjoyed the three way phone conversation.

She forgot to mention the ‘bavardage’. How about registering and posting a few pictures of the family? Get Alexandre to do it for you, if it’s too complex!

It rained heavily last, probably heralding the end of the 2003 crud season. Since constructing his own wooden bat, Liv’s form has accelerated alarmingly; and in the last four encounters, I’ve been soundly beaten. Mind you, he’s managed to injure himself twice, necessitating abandonment of the game, with self inflicted wounds from striking himself with his own bat, once on the head and once on the knee.

Those weren’t the details I had down; at least not the name. Anyway, I tried what I thought it was and it didn’t work. Presumably, your account has been closed by security, if you’ve already tried a few times, anyway.

If need be, I can transfer a wad(ette) from my account; and take it back from yours later. Doesn’t the hole in the wall tell you what your balance is?

How come Geoff manages to remember his details???????

Many thanks for a most handy and elegant 50,000 year old goose egg cup. Now, all we need is to get some geese, and wait for them to lay some eggs – the price of a goose egg at the Windmill is currently £1.50!!!

As for the umbrella hat – do people actually wear these things in the rain? How do they avoid water pouring in cascades off the hat onto their shoulders and back?

It hasn’t rained here in months; but when it does, I’ll be out there, looking like a complete prat!

(Belly button ring required)

The pale blue top is doing fine, thanks! It’s getting worn in strict rotation, with about thirty seven others of various hues.