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Monday, 9 July 2012

last week

i opened my back door to discover a squirrel eating my strawberries. i picked the ripe berries and took them to my nieces and nephews. dinner out. cooking in. a lot of. a garden party; reunion of friendships made last year, meeting of other halves and children this. rain. but not as much as forecast. merriment until the wee small hours. flying visit to jane. the wimbledon final on a big screen. dinner and drinks around the fire pit. home. tired but happy. turns out squirrels eat green berries too. must buy netting. and get an early night.


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