Still haven't finished the history book. Now it's getting annoying.
I have Folsom Prison Blues stuck in my head. Hence the title of this post. It could've been worse - I decided against using the line "I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die...". I don't actually feel like time is dragging on. In fact, it's shooting by a bit too quick for my liking.
We took the relatives who are visiting to Magenta for dinner tonight. The Uncle needed a bit of persuading, but he enjoyed the food. As usual, the portions were huge, the presentation superb and the taste exquisite. My lamb shank was divine - the meat tender and beginning to fall off the bone. Photos to come in the foodblog.
Need. To. Sleep. Earlier.
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