The isolation that people are experiencing as this "dynamic zero covid" (I mean really, what on earth does that even mean?) has been a strange and unsettling experience for me. The immediate environment is so often strange seeming.
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| Both boys have gone bogan with the hairstyles... ultra-zef |
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| The patio at night, signs that Liz delightfully made for Ange's 50th now cheering our garden. |
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| Someone's boat went on a trip without people and ended up on the rocks. A tug came with a barge with a crane on it. The crane lifted it up and put it on the barge and off it went, to be thrown away (I can never get used to this place in that regard. Maybe a R3mil boat... grim). |
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| Walking in the morning, someone puts out seed for the birds. But this time the birds are a brace of vacuum cleaner boars. Odd. |
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| The boys go to training with the divine Mikey Schats, maybe 4 days a week. And thank the lord for that. So they needed a 21 degrees slope angle box for some exercise that they do - which was cool to make out of an old table top. Need to get non-slip strips for it still. Unusual thing to make. |
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