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Yo dudes.. Tis Molly here. As mum/dad havent written for a while i decided i would take on this duty myself! Been busy recently..Jacks birthday followed by Dads birthday followed by Peggys birthday. Looks like its mine next! Granny and Authur came down for Peggys actual birthday but shes having a joint party with her friend Jem. I've put a picture of Granny and Peggy with the remains of her birthday cake but not sure where it will end up as i dont really know how to work this thing. Dad cooked for about 15 people for his birthday, not quite sure how much they drunk because i wasnt there but there was more than a few empty wine bottles outside and they didnt feel too well the next morning...

Yesterday 3 of my friends came round to discuss money-making schemes to get us away from this country! Wahaaayy Lads! And it looks like I am going to Glastonbury Festival (if we can get tickets) with Vicky (the one who came to America with me) Dads desperate to come but i just told him.. Chin up son!

Went to see theeeeeeeee most boring film in the whole entire world at the weekend called "Cloverfield", Vicky just disturbed the whole cinema by shouting "BEEN THERE!" everytime they showed New York and the highlight of her week was when they said "douche bag" the word she learnt from Rose and uses non-stop.

Mum is still running everywhere.. i really do not see the fun in it. And Ed made and ate close to a million pancakes yesterday for shrove tuesday/pancake day. Ooooh i have a joke..

There was an Englishman, a Scottishman, a Welshman and an Irishman. The Welshamn said "I'm going to name my son David because hes born on St Davids day", the Englishman said "I'm going to name my son George because hes born on St Georges day", the Irishman said "I'm going to name my son Patrick because hes born on St Patricks day" Then it was the Scottishmans turn "My son's called Pancake..." ..made me laugh!

And on that bombshell.. Best get to swimming! Toodles.