I thought it may be fun to document the detail for once (and I promised pictures of the baking don't forget).
Some you'll get, some you won't. It just doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter.
See - it really is like dancing softly for gold (which in itself is a detail from Keegan's extraordinary poem that Bambino set to music in a song called My Brother - see last posting for the link to it).
Love and peace - Wozza
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