I smell of dust, old books and bluebells. This is a joy... : comments.
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hoist one for me.
My groove is firmly glued to 1965 tonight, oh yeah, baby. I have failed to paint it black but I can do you several shades of grey and a very cool fringe.
I haven't got as far as your friday greetings yet babe - I am slow and terribly remiss. I shall skip o'er there immediately, strewing roses in my wake. Have some kisses. XXX