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Wake up keaydian! How am I supposed to find out where you are if you are sleeping!

My shadow? It's behind me.

Oh no it isn't (altogether now)

Ok behind you means you are approximately going south/west, as the sun is always to the south in the Northern hemisphere and its after 12 so it will be to the south/west, if the shadow is behind you, you are walking towards the sun.
SOOOOOOO turn round, now turn round so you are facing north/east roughly with your shadow in front of you and keep going until you get to the end of the road.

Help me Obi Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope.

Bunny, I think I may have got my North and East mixed up with my daily bread.......I mean West and South.

Gawd........well nothing for it you'll have to wait for one of us to come to you.......

Soo So C c c cold, Neeeed k keep warm rm rm (brrrrrr)

(click....creak......)

Keaydian! You are in the walk-in freezer you nit!

Come out and have your fish & chips, what an amazing imagination you have ;>)

Silly me, I've got to stop drinking Spacie's home brew guinness.

(scoof scoof munch chew chew munch scoof scoof)

here you go have another portion you look famished...

(scoof scoof munch chew chew munch scoof scoof)

Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurp, oops.

The Guinness line direct from Dublin is on.

Yeeehah, everyone fill ya glass.

LOL OK one and all, this is the bunny signing off for the day, the week :>)
Have a great weekend, be good ;>)

Bye Bunny (glug glug glug) Bye.

It's too hot, if anybody wants me I will be in a state of undress in the hammock.

What a top idea to the new week, naked Mondays.

Can we make this a regular occurrence?

I never said I was naked! I never go outside without a hat.

It's just as hot in here as outside, has the air condition gone? Could be the heat from the oven perhaps, is that bread baking that I can smell? Mmmm.

Well, I picked the wrong time to go down to London didn't I? Guiness direct from Dublin and I wasn't here; not much point in me turning the tap on, Dublin will have been drunk dry. Still, on the bright side, an amazing coincidence, we stayed in a hotel instead of with one of our daughters as it was more convenient this time, and who did we bump into? George the milkman! Yes, uncanny isn't it. Of all the hotels in all of the world, he was staying at ours! Well, in my renowned quick thinking way, I took George to one side and asked if he would do me a favour, which I would pay him for; I wanted to nip around town on my own for a while, have a drink or two in some of my favourite pubs and watch the rugby test match at Walkabout, so would he keep my wife occupied with some tales of his milk round which she seems to like so much, poor woman! Guess what! George, my hero, he said sure, no problem!! and 20 would enough to buy her a drink at the bar!!! What a bloke, I'll bet you won't find one like him anywhere else.

Where's my hat gone?