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Hey there! It's been a while. And after all those promises of more updates too... I'll do an update in chronological order from where I left off:
Rhiannon was 6. She had a great day with me and then had a party at her Nans. Saturday, Shell arranged a picnic and day at Slimbridge Wildfowl Trust. Day didnt go well - ignorant, unappreciative children to blame.
Last weekend, Shell and I did the car boot sale at Cheddar. I had on offer a range of DVDs, CDs, printers, PC bits and Shell was offering jewellery, underwear, socks, etc, etc. We covered our costs and made a little money (not as much as we hoped...) and we shall be doing it again. And some more if we can find them. There used to be a time when you couldnt go anywhere without driving past a car boot sale, but now they appear to have vanished!
Anyway...
Politics and Politians. Let me tell you about one that I saw this morning.
I caught the 8.05 train from Weston-super-Mare station to Bristol Temple Meads and the 2nd stop is Worle Parkway. I am sat on the platform side of the train doing my arrow-words puzzle book, when I look up and see our current MP for Weston, standing with a small campaign team, handing out flyers. Nothing odd about that really.
But as I watched idly out of the window, it dawned on me that he was doing more than just handing out flyers and chatting to people. Whenever a young female walked past him to get to the train, I saw him take a deliberate ogle at their arse.
Now this makes him either a perv or completely normal with a healthy interest in the female form. The choice, taking into account that he is an MP, is up to you :)
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