Old Memories

Worrying if my memory is lapsing, I was thinking back and remembered an old rhyme which restored my faith in my abilities:

“Thirty days hath Octember, April, June and no wonder. All the rest has thirty-one, excepting Grandma, but she rides a tricycle.”

So the old brain ain’t doing so bad then.

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General Whiskers

Wargaming butterfly (mainly solo), unpainted model figure amasser, and Historical Re-enactor of the black powder era.

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