Long live the beards

So it was my birthday this week. I know, I kept that one quiet – announced with the hushed reverence that goes hand in hand with the celebration of another day more mouldy, another day more rickety. But on the plus side, it involved CAKE, some more CAKE, and BOOKS. Which is always a good…

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What’s that bleedin’ racket?

Erm… Sorry… That’s me… Me and my harmonica… AKA Tam is making a noise that sounds something like what happens when a crow takes up the bagpipes and starts a punk rock band with a group of asthmatic cats. Well, maybe not quite that good. And if you ask the Beast, then definitely not that…

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