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I am now so far beyond bored that the light from bored takes twenty minutes to reach me.
I have probably written that or something like it before. I have probably written it on a Friday afternoon.
I have just eaten a Royal Gala apple. It was very juicy and all, but the crunch was disappointing and it was sweet rather than slightly tart. Since Pink Lady apples rocketed into equal first place with Granny Smiths, I have not found anything to equal them.
I am reduced to writing about apples to pass the time. Which reminds me in a lop-sided sort of way, when did perry transmute in the public consciousness into pear cider or is there a more fundamental difference that I am missing (other than the fact that no-one ever bought perry)?
I have just failed spectacularly to complete today's super fiendish sudoku in The Times. I am leaving the merely difficult one until the journey home, which I am hoping to start earlier rather than later.
I have probably written that or something like it before. I have probably written it on a Friday afternoon.
I have just eaten a Royal Gala apple. It was very juicy and all, but the crunch was disappointing and it was sweet rather than slightly tart. Since Pink Lady apples rocketed into equal first place with Granny Smiths, I have not found anything to equal them.
I am reduced to writing about apples to pass the time. Which reminds me in a lop-sided sort of way, when did perry transmute in the public consciousness into pear cider or is there a more fundamental difference that I am missing (other than the fact that no-one ever bought perry)?
I have just failed spectacularly to complete today's super fiendish sudoku in The Times. I am leaving the merely difficult one until the journey home, which I am hoping to start earlier rather than later.
