A quick update on Hen. We havn’t heard much of her recently have we? She’s fine thanks and living down in Brighton. Probably frustrated by the shenanigans at Southern Rail she has bought a bicycle recently. Anyway, her birthday is approaching and we have been searching for inspiration as to what to get her. She must have sensed this, plus the fact that I have been struggling today, indeed all week, against the continuing dull throb of my sore back, to think about anything mildly interesting to relay to you. Right on cue this popped up on our Famalamadingdong WhatsApp group chat.
Not a particularly demanding person that Hen, but quite weird really. Right, must go, because talking about birthdays I’m going to allow myself a few minutes, at the end of a busy old week, to write a poem ahead of my Dad’s 80th. Smell trouble?!
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