Even tho no-one played at the pub last night (because an important [albeit ruff] footy game was on, it was freezing cold and raining out, and it's mid-school holidays... oh, and I received some late apologies, but that's OK), I spent a constructive time catching-up on a whole swag of paperwork while I was there, and fine-tuning the PA system as well, while I had the chance. Yeah, I didn't waste the time... and I managed to happily watch NSW whip QLD's butt in Game Three of origin. Yay!
Yesterday I realised I'd totally forgotten it's my 45th birthday next week... it just wasn't on my radar screen at all. It'll be just another day here for me, no biggie, really.
Late last week I stumbled across a letter my late mum had sent to me, from back in 2003. I'd forgotten all about it. 'Twas just a short note, but it bought back a lot of memories, in just a few lines.
Peas be with ewe
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