Today the annual car rally is snarling its way past my house. That's 59 cars, three times over. As usual, the first set of cars was fun, and after thirty attempts I got a nice photo (see 35th Isla Bonita Car Rally
And now, of course, I'm sick of the noise. It makes me too tense for yoga and too distracted for writing fiction. I think I'll just have to go and do the ironing.
Now that's desperation!
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