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Each Move Must Consist Of Precisely Eight Words
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Just as it says on the tin. What happens in the game may be debated in the game: perhaps it'll be a conversation, perhaps a word-limited reprise of various games we play, or whatever.
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Yes, let's. I would only be forty-seven.
And I've got two years till I'm thirty!
Phil, why is your nose growing so long?
Noses run in our family, I've been told.
You should all try and be more phlegmatic.
My finals are over for the semester. Hooray!
My husband is doing housework. I am redundant.
Maybe you could go and take his job.
I'm on a cross-channel ferry. *waves waves waves*
Merry Christmas to all. I repeat, Merry Christmas!
Maxed out iMac. My Christmas present to me.
From me to me: Trinidad and Tobago Rum.
Windy miller got me an iPhone. Big surprise.
A giant purple rhinoceros occupies my living room.
[KS] Is it still there? Are you coping?
It rode home with me on my trike.
It must be on tricyclics then. Bad news.
Well, the New Year is here, same crap.
Yes, my bowel movements continue to be satisfactory.
Said rhinoceros has not moved. I'm okay, though.
Well, that's good news. What are you on?
Planet Earth, as far as I can tell.
My word, what a cold morning it is.
Still a bit light - and 17.22! No, 17.23!
No such luck for us here on GMT.
By Valentine's Day it's still light at 5pm.
That's at yours, not at mine. We're later.
It gets dark at 6pm here right now.
Where's 'here'? Further south than here, I'll wager.
Where's 'here'? Further north than here, I'll wager.
Hidden text51.3186 N
Correct. I'm at 51.9308°N-4.4792°E and four floors up.
I'm between you. 51.516094N, -1.2460551E, on first floor.
Four floors up, pen? Just about sea-level then.
(Phil) The OS places that in a field.
[Rosie] Not on my map it doesn't, matey.
[Phil] I think it does with pen's coordinates.
(Phil) My OS co-ordinate converter is out of date.
[Rosie] 3.069km, bearing 95°21′18″ from work to home
(Phil) Parsonage Green, then? That looks quite nice.
51.31905N, -0.06190E. Points to right house, wrong address.
Hmmmmm, my directions weren't quite accurate enough apparently.
(Phil) Aldworth, then. An error on my part.
Weekend! Rain now, clearing later, I've been promised.
[Rosie] Correct. Great pub. No mobile phone signal.
I have used a lot of goes recently.
(pen) An infinite source, like that of rain.
[Rosie] I'm beginning to believe that you're right.
I appear to have absolutely nothing to add.
Take it way, Phil, or perhaps multiply it.
Now? I was waiting for the division bell.
I've spilt tea down my shirt already today.
Another fence panel down. It can stay down.
Has it got back up again yet, Rosie?
I asked it nicely and up it leapt.
Would that everything rose so readily these days.
With the exception of ground water, of course. not a sentence....
Not a sentence, but a grammatically correct retort.
Now we are in March; how time flies.
Now we are in March there is frost.
What's for dinner tonight? I have no idea.
I'll be having fish from Barton-on-Humber.
I had fish from Ikea. Flat packed flatfish.
A screwdriver rather than a knife and fork?
FOG! What say you about the fog, Rosie?
Fog here stops planes, newspapers and the mail.
The Clean Air Act (1956) has ruined fogs.
Back in the mists of time. Remember then?
The last move was a week ago. Blimey.
Since then I've been to England and back.
I've been to Oxfordshire and back many times.
Isn't Oxfordshire at the bottom of your garden?
A little further. Two miles down the lane.
It's cruel that Berkshire is now so truncated.
True, "Berks" is ugly; it needs its "shire".
I'm definitely in the "shire" part. Hobbits ahoy!
Lost most of itself to Oxfordshire, I meant.
Just the Vale of the White Horse, really.
I used to live in Wiltshire, next county.
So did I. In 1997-1998. Happy days. *sigh*
I'm still in Wiltshire. Sometimes, however, I move.
Some of my children are true Moonrakers, consequently.
I've eaten my own weight in strawberries today.
Is that a, er, very large quantity, pen?
Several acre's worth, so you could say so.
It is my daughter's and son's birthday today.
Twins? Or by coincidence exactly N years apart?
The latter. A bone of contention ever more.
I have nothing useful to say right now.
At least you prevented another boring monologue, Phil.
Easter is nearly upon us. Lovely chocolate eggs.
Mmm! yes, but school hall closed- no Band.
"Four days off" makes me a happy bunny
'Five days off in England' - I'm happier still.
My four will be in England too, pen.
Rosie and I have every day off - retired!
Easter Sunday may well have some shitty weather.
I might mow the cricket pitch on Saturday.
Good Friday. So much to do. More tea.
Still waiting for a call back. Freaking out.
They emailed instead, and the news was good. =)
Farmer is mowing cricket pitch. Four hours saved!
I bet Phil's ruddy grass has grown again.
I noted such growth with disappointment last evening.
We don't have lawn. I dust the gravel.
I never water the grass - makes it grow.
Juxtapose - nice :) My garden has a wooden floor.
Ten days' growth. Still not mowed the lawn.
[Phil] About time you had a shave though.
Well, another Bank Holiday but not for penelope.
Ah, we had Liberation Day instead. Day off.
Is it Libation Day for the boozy Dutch?
Are the Dutch bigger tipplers than other Europeans?
Traditionally, it is what gives them Dutch Courage.
The moon has risen above the trees yonder.
Nice. I watched stars and bats last night.
Stars and Bats? Is that a reality show?
Hot. 25 in the grounds of Plas Huws.
Truck fire in motorway tunnel on route home.
Bugger Bugger Bugger Bugger Bugger Bugger Bugger Bugger
Got stuck behind tractor. Eight minute commute today.
It took me two hours to drive home.
Last night, only took 1 hour 10 mins
Driving to work this morning: 25 mins. Gutted.
Six minutes almost every day. Including this one.
What is this "work" of which everyone speaks?
I have this thing that is called "school."
I have this horrible thing called 'being workshy'
Another eight words for Friday? Can't be bothered.
First and last day at work this week.
I have started a new game at MCiOS
It's work themed, lest that seem a non-sequitur.
Catching the Blighty-bound ferry tomorrow evening, hurrah hurrah!
Let us all tap our barometers and smile.
Can we still do the tapping smile, Rosie?
Alas no. Tapped mine and broke the glass.
Hidden textLiterally so. There must have been some stress or crack in it before.
I meant metaphorically. I'm all weekend in Zeeland.
Come on England. Three more wickets this afternoon.
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