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Monday, 19 February 2018

The seats were...

sold.



As we helped to carry them out to his van.

‘I’ve got a gift for you here!’

Peering into the back I spied the most glorious galleon.

‘For me?’

‘Yes!’

I think he thought himself a heel for not paying me the extra £10 I had requested.




I didn’t let on I was happier with the ship than the ten pound note.

4 comments:

  1. Hi, I just read some of your posts and a couple of comments where you mention comments not appearing. Blogger has been acting up a bit recently and putting comments in Spam even though they are not Spam and we are all having the problem and having to release them. I recommend you check your comments listed by going to design and post list; you never know, you may have received more comments than you think! Good Luck

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  2. Wow! Thank you for that. Interestingly enough your comment was in spam and another comment that I have only just seen. The lady in question looks as if because I didn’t reply to her went and deleted all her past comments. What a shame. I will look there in future, how exciting all this is, very cloak and dagger!

    LX

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  3. I think that model of the sailing vessel is worth considerably more than £10.00 and to be honest I am very envious, as I would love to own such a piece.

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  4. I didn't know what to expect as I nipped round the back of the truck. Imagine my surprise on spying this beauty alone and forlorn. ‘Thank you! I said as with a po face I carefully carried it in. I danced the jig as the van roared away.

    LX

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