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Ha ha this bolog space!

We meet again.
I've been getting good practice in the flying circus down in Brighton.
No not a private jet club- or strip club, or marina with swimming babes draped over my fins. Just a simple matter of free flight, litter and discarded jazz mags to one side, and the sheep dip way down the slopes below, Devils Dyke host for lessons is leaving me tails up. What the hay -fever today, like I was a wee lad again, i'm aiming to keep it up.



And back home to catch up on emails: can you believe my genius elder brother sent me catsthatlloolikehitler.com this Gottfried HimmelFahrt ring any bells?

Here's a card you can click: Those buggers in Sussex better not start a new season up again.

SiGn those bloddy petitions!