Sunday, April 24, 2005
Forget the heat - hit the ball, hit the ball
But most of the sporting action has been back out on the water where the boogie-boarding is good again, because the slimey jellyfish have left.
And the best news of all today - after Dustin's stuff got moved into his new casa in the Versailles district - was that the diesel tanks I thought were contaminated, in fact, are fine.
That means I will not have to dispose of a hundred gallons of bad fuel, just two or three.
Surf's up. What am I doing here blogging?
Posted by Sylvia Fox at 12:52 PM