Friday, May 21, 2004

voicemail Nack
Nothing really important, just telling you about our progress. Les has gone to get a couple of lottery tickets and erm, ain't really sure where we are. South London somewhere. We were stuck at some temporary traffic lights and, erm. Well, I said to les there's a garage over there so you can go and walk it, and soon as he did get out and walk it lo and behold for some reason the traffic just flowed by passing him by. So he pulled up at the garage and made him do a bit of exercise. 'Bout it really. Talk to you again soon. Tara.

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