maximum self portrait
photo: maximum perou
i reckon he gets the pouting off his mother.
went to see uncle roger this morning.
maximum drew him a 'get well soon rocket' card.
he's off the ventolator and talking (quietly).
it was good to see him getting better...soon he'll restart treatment for his lymphoma.
got back t'farm in time to enjoy a bit of sun and pool.
maximum had some school friends and their mums over.
today i'm frustrated at clashing jobs and having to turn down work because it's not possible to do it all.
i HATE turning down work: i'll always try and fit stuff in, even if it's not sensible.
work hard, work hard.
ive got a brand new combine harvester
well, no: i haven't...but i know a man who does.
was wondering what the noise was when i saw our neighbour cutting the wheat in our back field (we rent to a farmer).
we all ran out and paul offered me and maximum a ride.
WOW!
we live in the countryside: it's official.
this photo of us: by mrs.perou (the flash caught eddie, the springer spaniel's eyes...you can JUST make out my white t-shirt...maximum is a post)
this combine harvester: 500bhp and £250,000
maximum obviously takes all this in his stride: like riding in combine harvesters is an everyday, usual experience.
i'm definately more excited than he is.
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