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Monday 30th May 2005
So, it's 12:41, we've been wandering around this weird G.B.Antiques (or whatever) for ages now. It's some kind of huge warehouse (or maybe several interconnected warehouses) full of . . . well . . . just stuff, really:
furniture, records, books, comics, crockery, pianos, fabrics, sinks, garden tools, a rabbit foot (hmmmm, with a nice embedded purple gem) . . . just so much stuff. But nothing really of interest. Except for the Sinclair C5, of course. M**** had no idea what this thing was. I had to explain. Oh, and the cat? Yes, that's Tiger. After G.B.Antiques, we went to Sainsbury's (we're in Lancaster, here) and then to Halton for a barbecue at Helen and Stu's house. Later, popped in to see my elder sister, picking up (borrowing) more baby items.
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