A great day...
The king came then had to leave almost straight away.
I found myself in the plaster room mold making, which I haven't done for a while.
Beer run, which I was stupidly over charged. Its difficult trying to a refund in England, its even harder in Denmark. Manc doesn't translate well so I resorted to the traditional talking loud, exaggerated pronunciation and pointing. But it was worth it, £1:50 for 10 bottle of the local brew...Aces!
Drank beer
Turned off some bowls
Got my chopper out...and cut some veg's for dinner
Ate a spoon (and by spoon I mean a crazy big ass spoon) full of melted chocolate...food baby!
Funny Russian story (we have a Russain spy) edited version is...She was staying in a cabin out in mother Russia's wilderness, and some hunters came by and offered a trade, they wanted a bottle of Vodka for a quarter of there kill, which was a bear! I'm hoping it wasn't Mr Grylls?
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