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| Bertie and his new best mate, Colin the Commer |
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| At night, me and a lovely Jack Russell |
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| Jack had razor sharp teeth. Hence the pretty oven gloves. |
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| Boundless energy. Dog had some too. |
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| Lime and soda anyone? |
Last night's car 'do' was fun. Beautiful classics, big burgers and friendly knowledgeable vintage car fiends.
Bertie evoked happy memories in a few people who were more than happy to share them with us. He's quite a guy is our Bertie. And coming along nicely too. One expert even suggested Bertie was in fine fettle and he should know because he'd renovated dozens of them during his career. His name is Bill and he took a real shine to Bertie.
Rob being an average cook had the audacity to try and out cook me by making and then baking a blackberry crumble in Bertie's small oven. We ate it at the table listening to salivating passers-by.
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| Greater Love Hath No Stupid Woman than to sacrifice her noo tights for the Love of a Jack Russell |
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