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Life in Laytonia 23

A couple of weeks ago I was playing a socially-distanced game of Monopoly with my 6-year old grandson.  It was a simplified version of the game, designed for younger players like him and senile old luvvies like me. I prefer it to the original, which as I remember...
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Life in Laytonia 22

A few weeks ago, I wrote about my quirky obsessions (‘Life in Laytonia’ 17). Obsessive (pre-Covid) hand-washing, all our tea and coffee mugs going directly from the anally stacked dishwasher into the mug cupboard, each handle of each mug placed at a 45 degree angle...
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Life in Laytonia 21

It has been a strange week in Laytonia. A week of highs and lows.  Ups and downs.   Dejection and elation.   Happiness and despair. I think you get the idea.  I am happy to tell you that ‘the ups and the highs’ kick the ‘the downs and the...
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Saturday, the 26th September, was a busy day in the land of Laytonia.  Peter the Builder was due at 8am.  I do know Peter’s proper name of course, I’ve known him for over 15 years, but ‘Peter the Builder’ is how he was named in my contacts on the day that I...