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January 03, 2008


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Truth is, I lost the habit of writing in this thing. Stopping my journey and dealing with all that is Push-Button temporarily drained my brain of all its tall tales and colour. Plus, if I am honest, I spent much of the Christmas period lightly pissed on the sloe gin that I made while phfutting my way up the river Avon in the Autumn.

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