Wednesday 31 January 2024
Before Scotland disappeared and the bird food in our garden turned to mush, I’d intended to spend today in our friend Mark’s garden. I’d imagined how satisfying it would feel, removing the posts and rails that used to flank the long driveway before they got weather-wrecked. That fence has been on a bender for an age, and sozzled…
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