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At home tonight looking after the Englishettes, both little Angels (As Pope Gregory would have said - Responsum est, quod Angli vocarentur. At ille: "Bene," inquit; "nam et angelicam habent faciem, et tales angelorum in caelis decet esse coherides.") are asleep. So for once I get charge of the remote control - nothing on!
A Greek property show, twice; Footer and something about Dead Di and Dodi, Beaky, Mitch and Titch. So a chance to look through the videos - not those ones - and the only one I have and not watched is Michael Moore Oscar winning twaddle - I have not seen it but I can't risk having to buy a new television..
So it will be a choice between The Searchers and Sir Henry - "Break out the Winchesters" vs "If I had all the money I'd spent on drink, I'd spend it on drink."...


Personally, I think there's an awful warm spot for Michael Moore and his nasty little film that made money off of kids who were killed, b/c they actually believed in God.

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