I've got thousands of words to write for three essays in my classics and ancient history course, so it figures that I am blogging far more often than is reasonable.
Here's one I did earlier for my chums at the Real West Dorset website. If you want to know how Mr Grigg's latest community caper got on, take a look. If it helps, imagine him behind the bar with Movember moustache, Bret Maverick waistcoat and black stetson.
That's about it.
Love Maddie x
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Sounds like a fine evening.
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