It's getting darker, and wetter. And muddier. Yesterday TW came poddling to the gate in her work garb at a horrifically early hour. We were all fast asleep. Me and Bot were down the bottom of the field and Brack was near the top. I think TW needs a torch as quite frankly I'm not convinced the village of the damned appreciate her whistling and shouting at that time. We pootled up andnslipped around in the mud for a couple of polos. nom. She was obviously worried that Bee was on his todd and sent ZM later to investigate but all was fine.
Today she didnt come. Such a wanker.
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