Apart from my trip to the seaside being really sunny and lovely and quiet and fabulous and Mr Smithless and my middle bottom teeth going crooked, I can't think of anything interesting to tell you at all. Perhaps later today something amazing will happen, Mr Smith will be abducted by aliens, the Apprentice and Student will appreciate me ... add the dog to that, and my teeth will go straight again. I think it's subsidence after all that underpinning I had done on the other bits.
I'm off on a little stroll along the Thames - 11 miles from Shepperton to Teddington ... or Kingston or somewhere. See www.mrssmithsbigwalk.blogspot.com.
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