The journey back up north was not quite so lovely, two trains and a replacement bus service added two and a half hours onto the journey time.
The (figurative) hunt for Richard Nesbitt continues. he is currently not answering his phone...
Have a sticky bun.
posted by Leo Glaister @ 11:55 AM
3 Comments:
Thank you, though it may be more appropriate to call it a sicky bun. Love you lots, Laura xxxx
That's some wordplay right there.
Hi,
trains are good but not on sunday.
I spoke to Myrtle; you need to speak to her; she's involved with the arts cnetre and stuff. I think Richard is now just the Shakespeare at Traquair man; Tweed theatre is someone else. Myrtle Ashmole 721321; and her house is at the north end of Rosetta road, as I thought.
How's work?
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