Its all about postcards today, the mini art works for the show are mounted and ready to hand in and my printed cards are here too, packaged and ready to hopefully go in the shop tomorrow. There is supposedly snow afoot, so I am heading out on a good old country bus ride to visit a few remote friends before the roads get icy. Have a splendid Friday.
9. I can only eat eggs over cooked. Boiled scrambled fried. Make mine with a yolk as dry as a bone.
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