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Soggy start to the weekend

I just soaked myself doing the washing up.

It’s not even lack of practice or unaccustomed domesticity. I wash up every morning. 

Just incurable cack-handedness. 

So now I start my Saturday with one wet knee, two wet slippers – and no promised sun yet! 

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