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Three on a Thursday #40

I have risen!

Managed to make a Lazarus-eque recovery after my weekend of knocking at Deaths door – seriously the wife was on the verge of doing the Old Yeller routine, and taking me out the back of the shed and putting two between my eyes execution style  if I didn’t quit my moping. Good job she saw sense, admittedly after half an hour of pleading, else you lot wouldn’t have any tunes to listen to, would you?

Oh, tunes?

Here you go then!

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