I think this is the first time in about a month I’ve actually gone to see Crazy Redd. And there was no point in doing so, as there was nothing in his tent worth looking at. So why I bought the widescreen TV he had for sale, I don’t know.
Much of my time today was spent weeding. Again. Surely it isn’t right that there are easily 30 or more weeds every single day? And they’re just the ones I can see – god only knows how many are hidden behind trees and stuff.
And Mallary is still ill. Dead soon.
