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woolgatherer December 15, 2008 It was ten to ten when he got back – having detoured round the far side of Eday, on top of the expected North Isles Tour. A marathon day. I was glad to have him back as my fertile imagination already had him bobbing about on the waves in a lifeboat.
is he not back yet?
It was ten to ten when he got back – having detoured round the far side of Eday, on top of the expected North Isles Tour. A marathon day. I was glad to have him back as my fertile imagination already had him bobbing about on the waves in a lifeboat.