The morning brought a gruel away and bloody get on with it day. As per last nights instruction to self.
3 bags of street litter, gleaming car, half hour tidying a snowy garden, disposing of dog dropping by post box latter, prompting a queer look from 2 young lads in a van as they slow down in amazement at me donned in yellow wet weather gear and new winter hat, that I kid myself makes me look like Hiedi but just accentuates the resemblance to whippet and I no longer feel a waste of space.
Bless her heart she never gave up on me. I don't know why I stopped bouncing the ball weeks ago.
Bit of that
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