Behold a voice crying in the Winklesea - make straight in the desert a highway for my building control application.
All 100 pages have been sent off in duplicate - half of which are from Steel Neil. Hopefully it will be weighed in the balance and found heavy enough.
Bexhill may be the pit for the arts, but it's where the officer resides, and I am in his lap - along with this blog. To be booed off at Bexhill is the ultimate shame - I am told.
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