I will buy some kale the next time I go to Wally-world. The Stig is a really killer bird!
He sings to me to let me know he has something to say.
Just back from picking Elen up at church. 38 degrees and a howling northwest wind. The bamboo forest near the church was practically horizontal.
Bill’s planning to go ice skating this evening, but he can’t drive past 9. They may have to change the plan.