Uncle Frits is, at a safe distance, on his terrace. There is only one minus.


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The sun shines wonderfully, the temperatures are cosy, and Uncle Frits looks around his personal terrace with deep comfort.

Thanks to the necessary irrigation activities, the garden is greenery and colourful. It seems that the sky is tight dark blue and completely free of white clouds, but the large red parasol takes away the view. It's not a point for him, he believes it that way.

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