It’s 9:30 pm and my stress levels are somewhere up around roof level
I don’t like this
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A Month in France: Nothing is Lost
I am lagging on the Month in the Country prompts, and lagging badly at that. I have a list of prompts t be caught up on and I shall be working my way through them here, or at Scattered Thoughts depending on where the post most naturally sits. I have elected to tackle the prompts not in date order necessarily but to seize upon prompts that offer me space in which to write down the things that I am feeling the need to say. Even if I need to crowbar it in. The thing is, I am going to continue to be short of time and space in which to write and so a two-for-one is useful and I hope to do as many of those as I can. Seems like a plan? …
Oh, deer
Nell and I had a lovely walk this morning. The weather has cooled considerably and there was a very pleasant breeze. We both made better time than of late. …
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is he not back yet?
It was ten to ten when he got back – having detoured round the far side of Eday, on top of the expected North Isles Tour. A marathon day. I was glad to have him back as my fertile imagination already had him bobbing about on the waves in a lifeboat.