Today's Gospel according to Duke Ellington.
Actually, I do get around quite a bit. At around 7am I'm driving to Wellington airport to pick up a couple of ladies. My daughter and my niece are returning from Europe. That'll mean a late start to today's practice.
I practised my violin for three hours yesterday. Plus I did quite a bit of organisation on my charts. I plan to have a good session on the 'middle eight' chords of 'Don't get around much anymore' today. I've also edited the chords for Besame Mucho. Peter and Robert won't care, so I won't give you details.
It's now about an hour before I head to the car. Hopefully time to sort out my bowel. I'll also take my pills. It shouldn't be too hard to get to the airport in an hour on a Saturday morning. It'll be nice to see the two young ladies.
I think Robert has gone to clean something Protestant. I don't know what Peter is up to. He could still be in his fart sack. Oops, I think the toilet calls. [a few minutes pass] I'm back. It's the coffee that does that. Hey, but I like a coffee in the morning, so it's worth it. The tummy also doesn't like that I have to eat something before taking my pills.
Well, time to get cracking. I need to clean my teeth, have a shave and get dressed.
I hope that Presbyterian place is clean now. I hope that Peter is keeping his phone away from the bath.
Sii gentile.
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They missed their Auckland to Wellington flight, so I'm back home until I get a call. Practice time.
Picking them up at 10am now.
“Well, time to get cracking. I need to clean my teeth, have a shave and get dressed.”
Oh no!
That image of you wandering around unshaven, with dirty teeth and naked is unsettling to say the least.
You'll get over it. Anyway, I wasn't naked.
My mother would have said, "You're getting a bit kinky!"
Yes, she probably had to say that a lot to you when you took up wearing red corduroy flared trousers, floral shirts and that multi-coloured necklace/choker. Kinky indeed!
3 more hours of violin practice today. Hey, but I did miss mass to do it. What the hell!
Have fun and sin if you want to.
Just don't stand next to me in the next thunderstorm.
It'd be too far to come up to wop wop land. You'll have to wait until you move to Moera.
You make Moera as opposed to Wainuiomartianland sound more attractive every day. I'm sure that the Petone Heights Tourist Advisory Board would welcome your input.
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