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Bob and Jill start the pisip |
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Inky tells Matt how to get coj's solar powered boats going |
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coj's solar powered boat. Look all you peeps from Wet Yorks, the sun SHINES in London ! |
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[bob] coj's solar powered boat whizzing along |
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Essies boat begins its journey across Inky's paddling pool |
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[bob] coj on Helen's wall to get better view of sheddie happenings gets snapped by bob |
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Matt, Julie and Linz tuck in |
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Lurker Peter delurks to talk with Lizz H |
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Helen prepares to slice open her enormous melon (oo err missus) |
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Jill feels hot and coj lends her the solar powered fan to cool her down. Note the solar module stuck to Helen's door |
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[bob] Linz amused the throng by keping her balls in the air |
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The group steadily eat and drink their way through the buffet |
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[bob]Jill and Mrs Bob listen in disbelief as the sheddy pisip that had reached rock bottom finds a whole new substratum with toilet jokes a 6 year old would have been proud of |
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Helen lights the BBQ. It looks like Bob has something in his eye, yes it's his finger |
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Bob again entertains us by his solo fiddling | Bob |
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After dark there was a spontaneous outburst of rugby, folk and Tom Lehrer songs (click to make it bigger) | The singing then got onto USA 3.1415926535... (although it's a bit dark) |
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This is what was left over and the overnighters had to have for the following day's breakfast |