Wednesday, 3 December 2008
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No man is an island, Entire of itself. Each is a piece of the continent, A part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less. As well as if a promontory were. As well as if a manner of thine own Or of thine friend’s were. Each man’s death diminishes me, For I am involved in mankind. Therefore, send not to know For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee.
2 comments:
Tap..tap..taptaptap.
Well?
Your legions of fans are waiting for the pictures of the Toy Run, dammit.
Love,
Terri in Joburg
*CHUCKLE*
Legions ... oh dear ....!!!
I don't have pics really, i didn't take at least.
Been stealing off the web, but haven't found any i like :( There were 22000 bikes at the end venue, and no pic so far got more than at MOST 1000 bikes in.
But ... fans are fans right? ;-)
i'll look for my favourites :)
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