I was clearing out my shed last week, when an old dusty altermeter fell
out of a shaun the sheep back pack, it was slightly damaged and was
jammed at 2ft 6" I popped it on my wrist layed on the shed floor closed
my eyes and remembered the feeling of air rushing through my nostrils.

I put the meter back on the shelf, walked out of the shed looked up
into the blue skies and smiled.

R.G.D.

My God, here's a blast from the past!

Could we be seeing a return of RGD?

"Richard Grounddiver"  wrote in message 
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>I was clearing out my shed last week, when an old dusty altermeter fell
> out of a shaun the sheep back pack, it was slightly damaged and was
> jammed at 2ft 6" I popped it on my wrist layed on the shed floor closed
> my eyes and remembered the feeling of air rushing through my nostrils.
>
> I put the meter back on the shelf, walked out of the shed looked up
> into the blue skies and smiled.
>
> R.G.D.
>