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So what is timesnewroman? It's not the font, rather my take on the age we live in. The USA is the new Rome and the times we live in are timesnewroman.
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Wednesday, August 25, 2004![]() Charlie Don't Surf. ![]() Charlie don't do much actually, he eats, sleeps and slinks around the back yard for a while hiding under the Kilmarnock willow. (Well what other kind of willow would we have?) I've begun to resemble Charlie over the last week, hence no posts. We haven't really done anything worth writing about and haven't gone anywhere. Like Charlie its a case of eating and sleeping. There was the quiz of course, we came second again, no Lady El as she had run a 10k race in the morning and had celebrated post lunch with a glass or two of vino. We have it on good authority that she performed admirably and finished in under an hour, which she was sort of hoping for. There was also, unmentionably, the football, the bastards I work with apparently had Jam Tarts with their afternoon cuppa and made sure that I was aware of this despite enforced absence. You would think that the apprentice, with his vast years of experience would know not to wrap a cable-tie round his little finger and pull on it. For this exploit he has received the new "Daft Bastard Award" thewife is preparing for her little adventure with mumsy and auntie N. She is going on a coach trip to Durham, Beamish and Whitby. I don't envy her at all actually mumsy and N have been best pals for 65 years and a bit and communicate telepathically. I'll be left to fend for myself for a whole week, which means I'll have to re-learn how to find things and iron clothes and stuff. posted by timesnewroman at 6:37 AM
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