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Friday Morning – Agnes

Slept right through til 6:10, the benefits of physio massage and paracetamol, and the heavy-as-forecast snow, perhaps, dulling the aircraft noise: although I should be clear that they don’t wake me, I just hear them. One came over, to make … Continue reading

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