Jerry, If only you lived next door!
Team is racing away now, soon be in the top 200!

Many many happy returns Ivan
A very good morning to one and all welcome to a new day.

Talk of the cold reminded me of this poem it reflects my own childhood;

Home at Last

We struggled round shops in cold rainy weather,
My mum and my brother and me together;
Then when we got home , we found that our dad
Had made up a fire - oh, weren't we glad!.

I wriggled at bathtime right out of my clothes,
And mum put some cream on my sore runny nose.
The water was hot, but I still felt freezing; While mum got me dry, I couldn't stop sneezing.

I dugged down close and cuddled my mum,
She read me a story and I sucked my thumb;
Outside our house the wind howled round,
And I could hear rain splashing down on the ground.

I snuggled and duggled, deep down in my bed,
I pulled the covers right over my head;
Outside I could hear the wild roaring storm.
But there in my bed it was all nice and warm.
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'The good ol' days', no central heating, frozen pipes, windows so frosty you couldn't see thru'
and that hole in my shoe that let in the wet,
through rain, snow fog or shine -
walking to school 3 miles each way.
We never had it so good!.

Take care all.......... 'The Old Sage'

HAPPY BIRTHDAY IVAN, AND MANY HAPPY RETURNS!

Hope you have a great day

no doubt about it
we lurve each other X---X in the lovie way
in what ever way you wish to take that sentiment
Just we are a group of like mimded folks
from alll around the world
Ted picking apples this weekend and storig them
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when I lived in RYE in SUSSEX (east sussex if you must Ivan)
I stored Apples in an old Airaid shelter
cut into a bank in the Garden It was ratther large with
facilititys for a few people, well about six in comfort
it was cool and dry and once had a stove
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Thanks Baron and all of you for your thoughts.

I am now celebrating with you with a glass of champagne with which I toast all Crunchers but, naturally, all Edwardians we happy band of brothers (which of course means sisters just as you guys transcends sex)
enjoying an online friendship and happy joshing while doing something really worthwhile.

I'm proud to be part of the team helping to keep the lower ranks of the table going.

I'm listening to Diana Krall on the beast while typing this and will soon go round to the local Tapas Bar for a mini celebration.