Sunday, 12 April 2015

A master of muddle.

not fair!

So the plan didn’t work out?

Not quite, almost.

So, in fact, there IS a master plan?

Not exactly, but a plan was forming.

Run it past me again.

Well, nip off to Rome, get a month of posts on that, string it out so it dovetails into a trip to London and run that for a month until we can get to the sea.

Then a month of sea related posts?

Yep, then something would turn up.

A master muddle really then, and even that didn’t work out?

Came within a cat’s whisker.

Is that why we’re in the van then? (editorial note t)


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