Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude

Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted

Thursday, 4 July 2019

Rain And More Rain



Gosh we need it. The lake out by the farm where I grew up as a boy - isn't there any more. We are dried right out after years of drought.

But lately it has rained every day. I am slowly getting all the grass cut in between showers... but I'd much rather be in doors with the old boys cheating at cards, or drinking coffee and telling lies.

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