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All the best to the brave Mustard People who keep mustarding on. It’s been grand!!! Now it is time to…
Oh :-O , Pllleeeaase, Mr. Web Wizard; must you display those squiggly ElectroEncephaloReplies?
The *spikes* are bad enough, but the flat-lines cannot be encouraging for anyone who is otherwise enjoying their brief obligation to tend the plentiful weeds in those Vast Fields of Mustard.*
;)

" … remember the child’s mind to just accept some things to start with, and then, later,
to start questioning it …" Brilliant, Dani.

I’ve read (and posted) way too, too, too much on these pages. Much better to play, to dance, to march …
Indeed, I find myself coming back to quench a thirst. A virtual resource of wit, humour, modesty " & " boasts, lurkers on every corner, mates striking up conversations, the occasional ripple of fact finding it’s way through a riptide of opinion.

At times it’s so very quiet as I poke my head in, wondering where everyone could be. Then, just as I’m headed for the door, some lot shows up. They all begin talking at once. Most of it doesn’t make a bit of sense.
This can goes on for daayss. Only to disappear in the blink of an eye.


*at least brig is brief relief from unending surveillance of >> more site activity…