Happy Solstice! Somehow I resist the temptation of donning a bed sheet, finding a sickle and donning a long comedy beard...... but still lets celebrate solstice day. Lest you think I am going pagan on you I still maintain there is nothing there of any flavour!
By the way Solstice in the Halewood Triangle (sort of a distant cousin forty times removed from the Bermuda Triangle) has no stones other than the collective rockeries in the place. Maybe that should be my next move in the garden, recreate a 'henge. It could go with the Mammoth.
Begin today at Reggie, delivering messages, grabbing some printouts and approving a community membership on Aditus that proves I'm not the only sad git on the planet that is awake early. Plug myself into the Soft Boys and relax with the sig tune of this post.... Coffee and off to the Heaf' having collected my induction crap search request and stuff.....
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