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[deralte]

I just spent 2 1/2 hours typing up my dig diary from July. Methinks I wrote too much in the bloody thing. My older dig diary from Bourges still smells like Baygon which brings up lovely memories of bedbugs and hospitals and holidays of doom, therefore I refuse to stay up and type any of it.

So, I shall read Candide before I go to sleep, because it's funny *g*