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Welcome to Albert's Hutte which is where I hide (from Maggie) and try to relax with my favourite Scottish/Irish/Don Williams music playing. Maggie is my 'long suffering' (she would say) wife and has 'different' ideas from mine as to how I ought to spend my time. She wants me to do things like 'paint the house' or 'do the garden' - while I am in 'planning my next adventure' mode - which does not include painting the house or doing the garden. So - after I have painted the house and done the garden I take off to hide in Alberto's Wood, - my latest project! Who is Alberto you may wonder? He lives in me and does all the stupid things that I am not brave enough to do.....like play tricks on Maggie and cause general mayhem around Ivy Cottage,.....mostly when I am bored 'he' gets out and does 'his' thing! It's a hard life the Alberto way - but what I lack in courage Alberto more than makes up for with a combination of persistence, determination, and sometimes sheer stupidity.......if only I could be like him!
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