"Hi hoh ngy heef" said Percy. It took Wink a moment to translate, than she promised to drop in on her way home from work.
Later,the phone rang again. "It's all right, we've found them. They were in the pocket of my pyjamas." Percy is a dear old friend to Wink, but he's a bit vague.
We've arrived safely and I'm feeling really stupid that I didn't note Zig's email to see if she has time to meet up. It's too awkward toxtrawl through for on the phone so I'll look at the library tomorrow. Don't suppose anyone else is in the Wiltshire/Somerset/Dorset border area? Because I am for the next few days, though engaged this weekend.
Horrible journey, which took 6 hours instead of 4 1/2 because of hold-ups on the M25 and the A303. Wretched roads. Down to me we were late leaving because my meeting overran, but beastly useless roads anyway.
Still, we're here. Woo-hoo, darlings. I never thought I'd get the Sage to go away with me. So it's all good. Dawgs. As the Badgerdaddy would say.
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Oh, what's the problem? This is hardly Great Literature. I'd appreciate anything taken from here being acknowledged, and I might change my mind if I'm suddenly proclaimed as the Literary Queen of the Blogosphere - but I probably wouldn't. Do what you like, just as long as it doesn't extend to defamation of anyone, even me.
Actually, you want to pass off what I say as your own, I might even be flattered. Let's face it, who cares anyway?
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You are alright?
Yes dear, I'm fine.
I'm here . . . waiting!
I'll try and find your email address and email you my iphone number :)
Hooray, Z and Z are to meet!
Zzzz
Well, I gather that Ziggi's daughter may be there but Zerlina is still in Norfolk. So it'll probably be ZZz, strictly speaking.
Don't forget to ask Ziggi why she burnt and destroyed her blog which was a National Treasure. And what's the Dave Stable story?
I hope you are having a nice time. I can't believe the number of bloggers that you actually meet. It's interesting.
I should tot it up, Marion. I don't feel that I've met many, but thinking about it surprised me.
The Unstable Dave Story, don't you mean, Rog?
You're organising blogmeets on your dirty weekend away with your husband????
Awesome.
Well, I'm devoting myself entirely to his every want and whim over the weekend. But the call of Norfolk is too strong and he's driving home today and leaving me behind.
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