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from mogga contains these words:

the delightful chavvies leave them behind my house on a piece of waste
land. They wend their way to the canal from there and I've rescued
one. I have rung the supermarket to come and get it back ... I assume
they need another ring to come and get it really.
I was just looking at it yesterday from the ground up and admiring the
structure of it...

The canal is full of the big ones but they only use the little ones
for bringing their booze back to their shabeen.

Line it with black plastic, fill it with compost, punch holes in the
plastic and plant things in the holes.

Strawberries are an immediate thought, or white alyssum, lobelia, etc.

--
Rusty
Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional.
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