It was nice . Bach concert and everything. I fell over though. Rolled around in the busy road like a drunk on a night out. Bruised me up, grazed my hand, soaked me to the skin and worst of all hurt my pride.
The concert was lovely courtesy of pal Masha.
Just have to say how comfortable to be at home again. Makes me wonder why we go away at all. So much hassle, tiredness and expense.
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Ah, we have to go away because when we fall over in our home town lots of people will be there to witness it, and file it in their minds for future occasions. Fall over in someone else’s town, and all they do is worry and care.
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