Twenty Seven

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Happy New Year!

Being true shed persons, we did what we ought to do at midnight - we celebrated in the shed, of course!

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Yes, it was a bit cold.  Yes, we were wearing coats and woolly hats.
Damned fine party though!!

Happy New Year, everyone!

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