Every week I'm sending a postcard to my brother. If he replies he gets the point, if he doesn't then I get the point. He knows nothing about it, needless to say this is a game disguised as regular contact.


Sunday 5 October 2014

Week Forty One

It was all going so well and then this happened:


What has happened since is that we've moved the Longleat trip and we are still going up to stay with my brother and watch the football. However, more importantly, he's gone and got himself a point.

The score is now 38-3, yet another blemish on my whitewash victory. Here's Jamie Bear to provide this week's psychological discussion.





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