Fish chips un please fer tea. Ah mader fish sand wedg wiv me bred. It be nice.

This mornin's bobbin trainin was betterer. Sat ont me foam next ter me feedin bricks. Bobbin kept landin ont fence un wotchin. Then ont flor unda is bush. He wur lookin un gerrin closar but flowd oft. He then came bak ter stand by edgar then opped closar lookerin. Ah dint look around. Later he appeared frompt round me garig. Oppin side ter side and lookerin ut me. He went behind me bricks wiv me ont tother side. Me wurm tub ont my side of me bricks. This be as close as we bin before. Ah tryd not lookerin ut im but filmed im ont me fone ter knows safter worrid done un bin. Ah be appy wiv this.
 
Just arrived on site. No wind so crack on

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Diverted to the MIL's to replace her broken washing line.
Apparently her own actual son doesn't rise to such challenges. :(
Shame the tethered end is inside a large flipping bramble-bush.
All done though and the old crone is happy, and so is the wife. :D
My hands are ripped to pieces, despite the gauntlets.
I swear that stuff "reaches out" to snag you. :oops:
 
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