Friday, July 25, 2008

Et In Aporia Ego

The sun is out, the sky is cloudless. the butterflies are flitting hither and yon. The garden beckons. The neighbours' burglar alarm has been sounding off for about 40mins (ever since the postman shoved a wad of letters through their door). Typically, they went abroad on holiday yesterday FOR A MONTH, with the in-laws, so there is no one to appeal to to sort out this racket. I think I will expire if I am forced to work inside today with the windows shut: pass the cotton wool please, I am going outside. I may be some time.....

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