A coffee break for stories, poems, snippets from the day. Some opinions creep in from time to time….
16 Jun 2008
Early bird.
Awake and restless by 5am with bright sunshine through the sky lights and chirpy birds, I got up and went for an early morning walk. Most unlike me. This little lake was looking more beautiful than I have ever seen it, and not a supermarket trolly in sight. (They can sometimes be spotted beneath the surface of the water.) The little pond was created for recreational boating between the wars, two small boats being donated so that an ex-serviceman could earn a lttle renting them out for hire. People must have been smaller in those days! Sandy has often sailed his toy boats here admired by crowds of ducks ever hopeful for donations of bread and cake. The ducks were most displeased when Tesco, once about 100 yards from their nests, closed and moved to larger premises. They had rumbled the source of comestibles and were in the habit of waddling across to the electric doors and thence into the store.
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