Friends of mine are over for the week - we met up for dinner and holiday-planning last night. Howard wants to see the sun hit the 'beer mark' on my terrace. I hope he's not expecting a Raiders of the Lost Ark dramatic moment...Today they run the gauntlet of the Timeshare sales folk, so I'm getting some plotting done for the novel. There's nothing like unpicking something entirely - this is why I never achieve much in the knitting department...
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