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No. Glad I didn't have as many as TMR.
Breakfast at Box Hill, horses picked back to the pub for another birthday bash and another barbeque. Ho hum.
The lovely Mrs TMR (to be) is with me. She has the mother of all hang overs from last night's shindig. How was the malt marathon?
It sounded like a frightful idea anyhow