off to a false start, clear grey day, too early, clearly overpaid the publican last night, Martina’s bells ringing before the bleary eyes. More on the bill than in the stomach and enough in the head.
No morning alarm, yet awaken at five. Habits will not break easily, and not hard to make.
Ache in the back, headache, tinny whistle hiss.
get up walk about.
Bad idea.
Rest on the couch for a moment.
Wake up, family up, a view from the couch for a change.
Little cat scrambles up, big eyed and blacknosed
curious, eager for the new.
Late.
And the son is off to his choir practice
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