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[burntcopper]

Right. Job applied for, jogging done (time okay, added pitiful wheezing on hill - what I get for not doing any for a week, even if I did dance my arse off at Ascendant three days running for 6 hours at a time). Now going into London with parents and guest I can't stand to go on London Eye and go see Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. Pray for me. I'd prefer Oscar Wilde, but let's just say she's a tad conservative. Hmph.