The girls and I set off on a journey of discovery (to find the fabled northern passage avoiding the traffic) to the far off Abiko McDonald's. We lived to tell the tale. Here's what we encountered:
Mush, mush, we've got to get there before Emma collapses from starvation...
We could pick up some veg on the way (you have to drop a donation in the tin), but no way to cook them...
Creep past the OK Corral...
Past the futons airing in the sun...
Through the ginkgo leaves and back in one piece.
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love the honesty stall.oh the way it used to be.......
Speaking of honesty, thanks for spreading the gospel of St Ourmani d'Abiko. I could do with another fun post to boost the numbers. Thinking of some heavy handed satire ala Private Eye, if I can pull it off...
it'll be interesting to see what boosts traffic.
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