Almost stumps

One last trim for the cricket pitches before our anaemic summer is put out of its misery. Off to Germany and Denmark tomorrow. By the time I get back the season (both of them) will be formally over.

So, a dash of melancholy - but a greedy scoop of "I'm the fuckouttahere".

Blip contact will be intermittent till waaay into September. You know I love you.

Grass

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