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We have forgotten what clear skies look like.
HM came and went without getting her feet wet, no walkabout in the pouring rain so I stayed in and watched it from the dry and warm. Shame for the kids who had been standing in rain coming down like stair-rods waiting with their little flags waving, and all they saw was the big car go splashing past.
Still what's making me happy tonight is that I'm indoors, warm and dry and not flooded unlike vast swathes of the country tonight and I hope the other Brit-Cellarites are in and dry like me. When the big tide comes, as come it must one day my home will go but until then - anyone know Noahs number?
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..down by the zea zippin' zider 
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