The old house takes on a rare state of tranquility when the old man is sick. He fell off a noddy yesterday and since then he's been in bed. Not 100% of the time, but near enough. Ok, he ejected himself from the bedclothes periodically to take the mandatory toilet breaks, but save that, he's hasn't moved in 36 hours.
The old woman is listening to a Coldplay CD on track repeat. It's played 26 times today already, but I consider that an improvement in way of the fact that she is actually taking time to focus on the one track from Coldplay that is any good. I think its called Politic, but its spelt wrong.
Over the road, just beyond the river, the sun sets strongly, leaving a burning band of orange across the landscape. The walk is over, the 'rellies' went back to the fog in London, and I'm pouring another Guinness.
Cheers!!!
The old woman is listening to a Coldplay CD on track repeat. It's played 26 times today already, but I consider that an improvement in way of the fact that she is actually taking time to focus on the one track from Coldplay that is any good. I think its called Politic, but its spelt wrong.
Over the road, just beyond the river, the sun sets strongly, leaving a burning band of orange across the landscape. The walk is over, the 'rellies' went back to the fog in London, and I'm pouring another Guinness.
Cheers!!!
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