The feeble musings of an incompetent, middle-aged, baffoon who is embracing eccentricity and trying to raise some money for a nice charity. I like the word philanthropy, tweed jackets and the smell of Diesel fumes. Slowly turning into a mumbling recluse.
Sunday 10 July 2011
Many thanks to those at the Echo.
Thanks to those at the fabulous Echo talking newspaper that have kindly sponsored me. I'll give you a proper shout out after my next visit to the Echo (I forgot to write your names down on a piece of paper! Sorry!). Thanks again guys!. I really do appreciate it. xxx
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