track record
started the day by shooting a rat who was stuck in a chicken wire fence, caught having had a tasty snack of turkey food crumbs.
rats go 'POP' when you shoot them.
(sorry heather)
spent a few hours this morning on a little, local, location scouting in the rain.
spent the rest of the day retouching monday's 'fashion' story and june whitfield, getting slowly sozzled on foul (cheap, on offer) gaymers original cider.
it's not strongbow.
although i have neglected to mention it (either deliberately or accidentally) there been quite a few things occurring off piste (off diary) that have made me come to the conclusion that this week is doomed.
maybe it's something in the stars.
btw. planes are dirty
...continued.
me mum says mars is the closest to earth, tonight, in 20,000 years which may or may not have some bearing on this week being shitty.
hmmm....maybe NOT
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