Stapleton Cottage
Stapleton, Shrewsbury, Shropshire, England, SY5 7EQ , United Kingdom
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HarmonyJoy is a nice name for a musical rabbit
I am HarmonyJoy, one of 300 bronze rabbits (collectively known as Digit) created by the scribbler Bertt deBaldock in York. Nika has given me this beautiful name and will accompany me on a musical joyful journey. You can read more about Digit's World Travels at a site called digit-love and learn to say Oi! which is a beautiful thing in itself
with love and peace to all
Oi!
HarmonyJoy x
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Mad last minute packing (again)
... and other presents for Layne mean I cannot go with just carry-on tomorrow.
Oh well, back to packing now (10 p.m.) - both alarms are already set for the morning.
The agenda is early morning train to King's Cross, a tube ride to Heathrow, then to Istanbul on a late-morning flight. I am going to be in Turkey until April 27th.
Updates will follow...
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Comedy and Tragedy
... in particular, who admittedly was very attractive but nowhere near as gorgeous as she declared herself to be, held court on the rules of dating. She raised my hackles immediately but when she went into greater depth about her theory that a guy should always be a couple of points less attractive than her so that he's too insecure to leave, I kinda wanted to fly out of my seat and pummel her pretty face. The worst thing was she then went on to tell ...
People in stone houses shouldn't throw glass
... br>
We walked to the lake where our attention was divided - Diane enthralled by the boats and me by the geese & goslings and ducks & ducklings. We took up a position on the deck of the waterfront cafe and whiled away a couple of hours just watching the world sail by.
We drove on to nearby Ambleside for a mosey and spot of dinner before sampling some of the local night life. We happened upon ...
Renaissance Women
... time to leave. It was a shame to see such waste so we each pocketed a traveller and made our way across the carpark to the only place in town still open - Renaissance nightclub! I don't know if it was flashbacks or just the strobe lights, but I was sent rushing back to a time in my life when I felt equally out of place in the nightclubs of Sydney's western suburbs (preferring the glitz and glamour of the Oxford St crowd). I tried hard to ...

