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Published: October 9th 2011
Day one, can't promise any degree of regularity but if intentions count then start counting. House is locked up, all the power switched off, no gas to remember to switch off and on the occssion of my friend Nonee's brthday the journey begins by fleeing Toy Town for points South.
Flight about to be called so more from Bleak City and the splendor of the Q lounge, with the possibility of some of the twilight wine of Scotland.
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