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Bring out your dead
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This all sounds tremendous, Looby- I can see you taking to the world of the pink-wing-backed communal room arm chair with aplomb (and indeed, if you were ever to seek to effect an overhaul in the stale workings of the residents association’s social committee with a view to livening up its noticeboard/annual calendar , I would be pleased to provide in my professional capacity a consultancy service- at preferential rates, of course).
No, seriously though- what a fantastic turn of events! Like you say, once you’re in with a social housing tenancy like that- you’re in. Grab it with both hands and both legs etc- I’d say. Because like you say- if this particular flat whatever isn’t perfect… the opportunities to exchange etc are very accessible, and not just locally.
Echo and the Bunnymen? Thanks for the ear worm!!
Meanwhile, congrats!! I remember seeing my Dad’s itinerary for the first time, it included: Fun with Julie, every Thursday morning. We did laugh!
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Oops - it’s Martha and the Muffins!
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Oh, I hope Julie’s sister will be round to entertain us too! I hope she kept your dad most amused and happy in his ending. I just love the idea that people still use the word “luncheon” too.
Excellent news on the flat my good sir!! And what better way to stay fit than having Mel keeping you “firm and supple". Though i believe that can be taken in more than one way, lol!!
And beware the lurgy my friend, i know a few people who’ve had it now and it seems to run the gamut from mild to bad cold to absolutely miserable…
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Oh yes, I’ll be there with my dabber pen. I might even play two cards at a time. We’ll get you down one day as a guest organiser.
I’m happy in Bristol, it’s an interesting city with plenty of opportunities to get into trouble, but it’s good to know I could if I wanted, return to Lancaster when the decay starts really setting in.