In the local school's yard (ignore the cig butts) the kids can play innebandy (street hockey), skateboard, play footy, and roller blade.
In the house those plastic bricks never seem to lose their appeal...
'It's an I' I am proudly informed and I prepare to be defeated at Jenga.
But oh how I wish our car could get fixed, and we had some money to get out of this place, I'm starting to go a bit nuts... But now and again I get a little solice out on my balcony, with the surviving tomato plants thriving (and they now are a lot larger than in this pic, with a few tomatoes on)
There is a green finger or two on my hands then..
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