Testing, testing ...

This is a test blog post just to check that the new 'subscribe by email' function is working. A friend is testing it for me. Sorry for lack of humour. (Whaddya mean, you didn't notice the difference?)

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  1. Patricia7/8/15 06:31

    but there was humour.....and we noticed!

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  2. BadPenny7/8/15 12:51

    I see you x

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  3. SmitoniusAndSonata9/8/15 03:17

    ' Subscribe by email ' ?

    That nice Google-thing might know ...

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