Greetings!
I’m knackered. That may come as a bit of a shock, because of my obvious high energy levels, as evidenced by the amount of writing I do. But there’s no getting away from it: I’m knackered.
The reason is quite simple. I had a few errands to run this morning, so I decided to bike it. “I love a nice gentle breeze” I said to myself as I donned my he…
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