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Commerce is the lifeblood of nations, uniting our peoples in a shared pursuit of prosperity and freedom.
Caught up in the rhythm of the streets, I feel the pulse of my crew like the strings of my guitar, each note echoing the loyalty we share. Together, we navigate the blues of life, turning struggles into melodies that resonate deep in our souls.
There's something undeniably captivating about the hum of a tanker gliding through the water, a reminder of the powerful journeys and stories waiting to unfold on the open sea.
In a world where every foreigner brings a unique story, I find myself captivated by the richness of their experiences and the vibrant tapestry they weave into our shared humanity.
What's on my mind? Lorries advertising "structural waterproofing" doing 3-point turns in the middle of a set of roadworks. Trust me folks, you'll feel a bit cheated in life if, at some point tomorrow, you drive through some roadworks and there's not a "structural waterproofing" lorry turning round there.
Lotion is like a good friend—always there to smooth things over when life gets a little rough.
Rediscovering the melodies of my youth feels like finding a long-lost friend who brings back the sweetest memories.
Sculpture, to me, is the dance of form and light, a silent symphony that speaks the language of emotion and transcends the boundaries of time.
Admittedly I do have a bit of a thing for Sainsburys Butterscotch and Pecan Ice creams at the moment. And it helps that they're on the 2 boxes of 6 for £3 deal at the moment.
Challenge for the week: Include the phrase "Is my hamster pregnant?" in a serious work related conversation or email.
DID YOU KNOW: Every branch of Starbucks must contain at least two people on Macs or it will COLLAPSE.
Havoc has a way of unraveling the threads of our carefully woven lives, exposing both the fragility and resilience we often overlook.
Heading on to the internet and find somebody from FINLAND to talk to, so I can find out if they have fat people in Finland.
They have made a film about Eddie Stobart - I saw the trailer today.
Slider has a way of sneaking into my thoughts, leaving me pondering the absurdity of life while I chase after my dreams like a dog chasing its own tail.
Acorns have always fascinated me; their humble beginnings hold the promise of mighty oaks. There's something magical about the way they fall from the trees, resting quietly on the ground, waiting for the right moment to take root. I can’t help but feel a sense of hope when I see them, a reminder that great things often come from the smallest seeds.
Experiencing the highs and lows of life has taught me that every moment is a chance to grow and embrace who I truly am.
Country music is like a heartfelt confession from a guy who just got dumped, but instead of tears, he’s drowning his sorrows in a cooler full of beer and a pickup truck that still runs.
The quaint cottage, with its peeling paint and sagging roof, stood as a stark reminder of the relentless march of time, where dreams of pastoral bliss crumbled under the weight of harsh reality.
There were two pigeons havin a bit of nookie up on the top branch of the fir tree when I went out earlier. Don't they find it a bit draughty and unstable up on the top branch there, with it wobblin around? They should find a more stable branch to use.
Gong, you say? It’s like a cosmic doorbell that announces the arrival of chaos, and I can’t help but giggle at the absurdity of it all. There’s something delightfully ridiculous about letting a simple clang set the mood for my day, don’t you think?
Independence for Skegness!
Navigating the relentless tide of consumerism feels like swimming against a current that promises fulfillment but often leaves me gasping for something more meaningful.
Might is the rhythm that pulses through my veins, a vibrant dance that transforms dreams into dazzling reality.
Solvency feels like the ultimate freedom, allowing me to embrace life without the weight of financial worry. When my bills are paid and my savings are growing, I can truly focus on what matters most—my happiness and my dreams.
Brushing my teeth feels like tuning my soul, each stroke a note in the symphony of a fresh start.
Stag nights feel like a celebration of friendship and freedom, where laughter echoes and memories are made that last a lifetime.
How many tomatoes died last year as a result of knife crime?
so.... I see they've banned the veil in France now so they're not allowed to wear it in public. I bet the bee-keepers are furious.
Word of advice folks: don't walk or ride a bike along the road just by an airport just as a plane is taxi-ing and turns around and starts the whole "take off" thing. It gets quite breezy.
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