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A cassoulet to comfort a busy day drilling the fibre optic hole ( still going) through the stonework, painted the ceiling plywood a pale yellowish mustard etc. Then

I've tripped over my drill
And Taken a spill
Which wasn't a thrill
Rolled onto my back

I'd laid for a while
With the glimpse of a smile
Then slid like a snail
To grasp at a crack

But how to upwind
Sharp gravel not kind
Hurt knees I DO mind
Got up off the track

Now I'm here with my wine
So soon all will be fine
Sat doon to unwind
Nb. to take up the slack

I'd laid for a while
With the glimpse of a smile
now but a look at the dial
And guess I'd better get back

Ok night night