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Don't let the sun go down on me Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of

with their own

I see the C word has arisen in this parish, already. I am not partial to punishment, but perhaps a week without LDC for the Coombe Barton gentleman will, perhaps, perform a miracle cure.

There is some good news and some bad news. The bad news is that the black ink bled into the white 'tax1' lettering on the numberplate. I will have to see if it will print better on some photo paper. The good news... Ta-dah... Stuck on with blutack at the moment.

working on the railroad All the live-long day Changed song because posted at same time as Gopher

getting rid of

Get back - the Beatles

We had homemade Princess Pretty Polly Pie last night with pie and Garfields. Tonight it will be with roasties.

"Right on!" as they said back in the 60s-70s, or should I say, "Ride on!"? First thing, then, make the Pennyfarthing roundel to fit over the VW, which is a decent size, and a pair of "tax1" numberplates. There were no numberplates attached to the bus when I bought it. Since the colour scheme suits the placement of the Pennyfarthing, I will leave the white and yellow in their original places and just get rid of the scribbles on the sides and see how it goes. I see a day spent on the computer coming up getting these things to a printable image of the right size and printed off!

dominates our railways

Let's dance Put on your red shoes and dance the blues Let's dance To the song they're playin' on the radio Let's

So much quicker to key 162 into the web address instead of 307. And I am not podgy nor dodgy but I am game for a stodgy pud.

Tuesday Morning - Moody Blues

buddleia, in fact

Hey! You need cheering up. No trains? That is bad. You have come to the right place, though. A laugh a minute, here - well, a laugh an hour or two, anyway.

beyond Longitude 0º

the spring time You will return to me when spring time comes around Till the white rose blooms again You must leave me, leave me lonely So goodbye my love till NorthBrit: [Try to remember the kind of September] that brought back memories of Nana Mouskouri 30.04.1971 at Fairfield Hall, Croydon. So here's another Nana song. Apparently, at the time, I was her look-a-like.

Fly Like An Eagle - Stereophonics

in the artistic

Bricks and mortar reflecting social change Cracks in the pavement reveal cravings for success Why do we try

of music with

_________________ _________________ Evidently, there is nothing between these lines, guv.

Last Train to Clarksville - The Monkees

Say you, say me - Lionel Richie

Nothing to do with me but it was chuckinitdarn earlier.