Here in the countryside, we pride ourselves on the ability to celebrate. Any occasion will do: a wedding, a funeral, a new lawnmower, a cow coughing, what have you. To celebrate moving into my new home, a twenty-five-footer, we had a good old-fashioned shindig. Promised activities included gurning, tractor-pulls, mud-wrestling and other enlightened activities. In the end, we settled for beer-drinking and welly-wanging, which go together very well.
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| I had my hair cut special |
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| tragically we lost the baby - anyone seen it? |
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