Today (14th August) would have been my father’s 85th birthday. He’s been gone from this world for 28 years and I can’t believe it’s been that long.
My days have been much the same as usual.
Sunday was mostly in front of the TV watching the football, both AFL and NRL. Monday and Wednesday in The Bay. Tuesday was meditation day and two hours sitting by the river chatting with The Gypsy.
Lots of Harley play.
A fair bit of rain.
Plenty of healthy food, teas and supplements.
Nothing else to report.






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