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Work. Run. Dinner. Laundry. TV. Book. Bed.
Simples, as the cute but slightly annoying meerkat telly adverts say. Today was a seven-word day and that's about as much as I can say for it. Does this make me sound as though I have the most boring life on the planet? I fear it does. Ah well, my 'pride' well ran dry a long time ago.
Check in tomorrow for the next scintillating instalment of Shazzy does Bristol...
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