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der Hund ist müde
a large round of breakfast omlettes
followed by crispin's departure.
me and sons watched 'speed racer' which was unexpectedly enjoyable while mrs.perou slept off her night out.
(last night mrs.perou was professing in a loud voice that she wasn't at all tipsy when she fell off our bed, which she had been sitting on).
after lunch we took the mini mower and trailler up to the farm track on the opposite side of our fields and did some biking.
z's cracked it.
stratford got soo hot he threw himslef in the river wantsum (really) and then couldn't get out.