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Saturday, 4 July 2015

Saturday, 4th July 2015 - Squirrel Pate

My pores have been getting a damn good work out over the past week or so. Blimey it's humid.

I heard there was a storm, thunder and lightening last night. I love a storm. I slept through it.

I am finding breakfast a most confusing affair. Twice I asked my guests what they wanted. Twice I sort of forgot. They got an approximation with an apology and kindly seemed happy. My mind does wander of its own accord.

I threw some bread out for the birds. I was amused to see a squirrel taking a slice. My brother made pate out of squirrel. Doesn't sound that appealing to me.


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