A moments pleasure leads to great responsibility (Pt 28,359).
Listen, if you are going to give me a comfy litter tray, of course I'm going to lie in it. I'm not stupid!
Vicky is in charge and another one's booked in.
Yep, we're up for a bit of chaos. No probs.
Never mind all this eye contact. Get down below and clean out my litter trays immediately.
Whoah! Fresh grass. Makes me come over all peculiar every time.
Fresh grass (Pt II), beautifully harvested and placed in water by David (presentation is everything).
Later, back at HQ, two people are recuperating whilst the F1 re-run is on. What Emlyn is recuperating from we have no idea.
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