Dad used to talk about these mythic things – they were hard to define and you really never knew what you were getting yourself into – kind of like the “Here I Sit Broken Hearted” poem – If you don’t know it, it may still be written at the University Ave. Pedestrian underpass (Uphill side of the street) – and if it isn’t there – ask a co-worker – someone knows it.
So last night Simon came over for dinner and to check out some pictures for the Awards Banquet (Saturday Night at the Clubhouse – talk to Malcolm Reeves for tickets) unfortunately for uncle Si, Sophie was not having a good night, she’s cutting teeth and not enjoying the experience – add to that a couple of meals of GREEN BEANS and she was up all night with the “Foops” – baby version or sharts. We have some great pictures of the season thanks to some dedicated photogs (Jodi, Greebles and Jorge) so I should be able to put something quite snappy together for the awards banquet- speaking of things that are snappy – here are a couple of Videos by Fergus (My Cousin) that I find quite entertaining.
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