I heard some shouting and smelled what seemed like burning rubber a few minutes ago and heard what sounded like a lorry. I thought someone was doing some drunken tire skidding with a large vehicle. But it turned out to be a house fire just up the street. Eek. It’s about six houses up. I can’t see much in the dark but the fire seems to be out now. One house had windows open and they looked a bit melted. It doesn’t look like a massive burn but it can’t have been tiny either because a cloud of smelly smoke went wafting down the street past my house. Hopefully the humans are alright.

Two bad hair days in one. Well shot.

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sumudu.me.

I would paint it all black to scare people.

jussipekonen.10centuries.org.

Did you solve it?

matigo.ca.

Eleanor Filey sounds like she may have worked at Bletchley Park.

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hazardwarning.me.

Sounds quite easy. Enjoy Gamla Stan, or whatever bit you’re visiting and try not to crash into an island.

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jussipekonen.10centuries.org.

Happy entropy day.

www.phoneboy.info.

Not bad. Mine is Steel Moresby.

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www.phoneboy.info.

I have two middle names, one for each grandmother (their maiden names though, because having Agnes and Mary as my middle names would cause comment).

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matigo.ca.

It’s not just you. I think you summed it up well. Everyone is narcissistic every day to some extent. We just try to not go too far. Building a society around massaging our egos is not clever though.

matigo.ca.