Well, it appears we are about to attain one of our goals. We are soon to be laid-off and the royal visier has projected that we will receive some lovely parting gifts.
Now it's packing time. As life is full of humorous coincidences and ironies our county has deemed our street in need of maintenance. So we get to move the moving trailer... again. Then put it back after the road work is complete.
So we have reduced our existence to the simplest forms. Golf, poker, packing, food, bathing and sleep (not excluding other more obvious bodily functions).
The views expressed during this program and the excessive useage of the "Royal We" are not necessarily held or backed by the station managers, owners or subsidiaries thereof.
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