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Wednesday, 18 July 2007 |
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A night of meddlesome dreams, laboured commuting by bike, a head full of fuzz. On Friday I go North once more, to see Ben and Fleecie, my home in the Bay of Islands. It will be the best, to go to sleep in the loft, to wake and have coffee and Ben's precocious porridge, to laugh and to be ridiculous with them. And then it's to Martha-Louise's concert, and pizza oven antics with Mark and Tanya, amongst the subtropicals.
Idyllic
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