Today and tomorrow, I shall be visiting the youngest of the siblings, who’s busy turning [age censored for reasons of self-preservation].
So I’ll not be about; instead I’ll be driving along some (allegedly) fine driving roads in Scotland. Which should be nice.
Don’t go wreaking the place when I’m gone, y’hear?
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When you say ‘wreaking’ do you mean as in ‘havoc’?
Or is it just your dyslexia again?