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@ Tuesday, Nov. 18, 2008 – 01:06:20
A meal.
Some witty observations.
Some help with his work-based problems.
Back to mine, a cup of tea (for two).
A few hours in, tentatively - the nitty gritty.
Musings.
Suspicions? Confirmed
Answers? A few.
Mercifully, enough.
And so as we head to our beds, the friendship will be there in the morning. Of that I am glad.
Whatever else, whatever it was called
Fin
bunnybunbunbun
Helen is absolutely right. I did spill the tea as well, I'm afraid.
I have a bit of a drinking problem like the pilot in Airplane!
Benjaminbrum
A lot of the worlds problems would be solved with more tea and hob nobs.
And if we could turn down the heat in the Middle East...
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my friend Helen says tea makes everything easier but I like to make sure it is kept well away from me in case of spilling :¬)