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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Friday 17 February 2006 (Day View)
17.02.2006 – Friday 17 February – More Nothing Exciting
- • I slept in, heading into town to buy cow manure when I awoke, and avoiding the heat for the rest of the day. Two blokes had a look at our room in the afternoon, one Frenchman and one Chinese, along with a girlfriend. It turns out that cow manure, which should, in theory, be almost odourless, actually smells worryingly like blood and bone.