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By Anjarama

Dropping in on Collette

Work day today, we had a lovely chatty catch up hour at the end of the day in the office. Nourishing my work head, team balance, sharing inner giggles (Ste's mum n dad leaving the birthday present downstairs during back scrub bath-gasm).
Ste was in hyper-drive when I got in, all ready for band practice, Shaun assumed he was on class A's he was so on it, and IMO, manic.
I dropped off lawn mower and hard drive at Collette n Paul's today. Suicide Tuesday for Paul so he retreated before grumping. Good ole natter, Col told me all about Beatherder. What a rum do, sunshine and laser shows, music and messiness.

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