Of course all these subliminal messages about hay, farmers with big ploughs, cockadoodledoos need to be decoded and put to bed as soon as possible, I suggest JayJay heads this task in her bunker, er I mean garage, and Maxine provides the half time satsumas. I will of course delegate and supervise as one is prone to do.
if you love the life you live then you'll get a lot more done
Yes - I've been holed up in a cave sans satsumas, melons, coconuts - and a distinct lack of cleavages* or bosoms**.
* a rare fruit from Fiji, characterised by an enticing split down the middle with two halves which you can't quite see - still you know they are fantastic.
** a fruit from Norway - often found in the mountains which has two berry like nodules which change shape as you start to nibble them.
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