Mrs Sprawk on sentry duty next to the birdfeeders again. I suppose it saves me some money but it makes me wonder if I'm just serving up dinner for her.
Outside it's currently blowing a hoolie and I await the almost statutory power outage (apparently you're not supposed to say cut likewise a pylon is not a pylon but a tower). Anyway the lines that deliver juice to Dinnington tend to be a bit frail so I'll just check to see what (if anything) I want to watch on television tonight and that should predict the precise moment of blackout.
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