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blue perou
there was talk of a child of ours being called 'blue'
too much rhyme though.
kate and sharon from the sunday times came for lunch at the bunker.
mrs.perou had cooked us up a house special shepherds pie and i did my current obsession: greek salad.
on darkness, me and my spanish lady friend, once again, drove out and around photographing forgotten warrens and holes.
a race against time: it's the end of days for these places.
i have become a national archiving service.
someone has either walked off with the projector remote OR we've just mislaid it somewhere: it's driving me CRAAAAZY.
have had everyone searching every corner of the bunker.
it's become such an issue, that maria is considering going to a clairvoyant to find out where it is...