Christmas came early this year. Though not in the way you might expect. Since Ellie will be working all through the Christmas period we won’t be able to go visiting people then, so we drove down to Torquay to see my parents this weekend, to catch up and see people before things get manic here. They’re all hoping to come up and visit us at some point, but it was good to see them nonetheless.
Peter, my brother, has a ukelale. Not just any ukelale, a “flying-V” electric ukelale. It’s a strange mix of radical and cheesy, and suits him down to the ground. He’s just recently invested in an amp too, tiny little orange thing that makes a really piercing noise, but he likes it. Actually, all my family is quite mad. Makes me feel right at home.
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