I have had my back door open all day in preparation for the cat-flap. To encourage the kittens to come in and out that way, and also to stop them jumping from the window and onto my flowers.
Also it occurs to me that recently I have made a fairly profound balls up. I have informed all intreped wanderers who venture into the shop that there was a Poker Night last night. However, either I have missed it, or it is next week. I seem to recall the 15th bandied around as a date, and am now incredibly confused. So I apologose under any of the following conditions (they may not be mutually exclusive)
a) if I failed to attend
b) if I did not fail to attend, but a number of people turned up at RPC unanounced and demanded to play.
c) to anyone who thought that they could go and then could not due to the change of date.
d) any combination of the above.
I do not apologise for the fact that the web monkey has not updated the durps site, and therefore I have no means of reference.
I blame stress (for my failings) and idiocy (for his)
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