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Forever Let Us Hold Our Banner High

I will see you all in a week--I'll have plenty of blog reading to catch up on, I'm sure.

I will make sure to post pictures and tell stories--hopefully all good.

In the meantime, enjoy the song.

Comments

dive said…
I've just GOT to get me a guitar like that!
Bon Voyage, Robyn.
Have a safe journey and a great time.
Say "Hi" to the Mouse for me.
We'll miss you.
7:34 AM
Gina said…
Have a safe trip! We'll be waiting for your return!
1:49 AM
Cheltenhamdailyphoto said…
Bon voyage. Thinking of you. Eek.
1:46 PM
dive said…
Rats.
It's only Monday and I'm getting withdrawal symptoms.
You realise you're going to have to do a whole week's worth of posts the day you get back?
7:02 AM
Sassy Sundry said…
This gives me hives.

I hope you survive this, Robyn.
3:45 PM
Anonymous said…
Best of luck Robyn! I do not envy your bus trip!
10:02 AM
Cheltenhamdailyphoto said…
Can't wait for your next post!
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