Wednesday 24 February The other day, Adora and I were talking about ghost stories. She explained to me about the time she came home from primary school and saw the reflection of a dark figure in the glass doors of the cupboard. She turned to see what it was and swore she was looking atContinue reading “Day 341”
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Day 323
Saturday 06 February This morning, in fact the whole day, has drifted by satisfyingly swift. There’s always an expectation that the day needs to be filled with stuff being done. Not today. I pottered to start. Insignificant jobs were accomplished today. Like swapping bird feeders. Taking Stan to meet his girlfriend for his weekend walk.Continue reading “Day 323”
The Bald Birder 