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Wednesday, 7 August 2019

Wednesday, 7th August 2019 - Ploughed Field

I went to the chemist to get Golden Eye drops for my new eye infection. Whilst there I asked for something for my irritating cough and sore throat. I settled upon Tyrozets and was transported back forty odd years. They are just the same in a small plastic tube, have the same disgusting taste and tongue numbing properties. Just what I need.

I am watching The Widower as I type. Malcolm is revolting in an intriguing way.

Ploughed Field

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