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Re: The "Good Morning" thread
After finishing off my cornflakes, I had this little nagging voice (amongst the other voices that tell me what the neighbours think about me, how crap I am and how to solve the world energy crisis with an egg) telling me that my bike insewerance is due soon.
Lo and behold, it runs out today at midnight. Never mind, one swift phone call to Auntie Carole Nash, one payment of £109, an addition of £18.02 I owe them for adding an extra bike on the policy a few months ago and all is well. Bastards, it was only £95 last year.
Mornin'
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