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Poichè is hour from a job has thought that I could probably convince the Mafia in order to take care itself of Asmund for you. I know that it appreciate the fish, the thoughts would want to sleep this evening with they?
Sounds like Asmund has an evening job working in the Google computers...
Yeah, when it was snowing here (Glasgow) last month, it was quite hellish trying to stay on my bike, at least until I got onto the uber-gritted main road.
I don't suppose you have grit salt in any of your panniers?
Well matey, I see you've been busy as predicted I leave the room and things start to happen. Like getting the mob to deal with Asmund, probably best I know nothing about it! Incase he disappears leaving nothing but a grin, pink gloves and a huge Internet cafe bill unpaid. People will come knocking I'm sure anyway good to hear your still ticking along. Pictures are magic as normal particulary liked the marangue? maringuagy? miringuway? whipped cream effect in the snow.
A veritable winter wonderland which while it looks all nice and picture postcard however is a harsh and unforgiving sort of place so take care. I bought some more stuff for the easter box which now resembles seachest or a footlocker for our american viewers. Also I have the most exquiste headache so will resume with this later.
ni'hao ed, greetings from litang/ sichuan. cold here too. warmest place is still the cyber.
I am not the least bit envious of your route. the air is thin enough where I am pedalling. you seem to be getting some sunshine though, that makes the world look different!
I'm off to kangding and warmer places soon. take care. ruth
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