31st

3kt of August two thousand and I 6.

It rained during the imyht, the clothes on the line are wet.,

the vegetation is wet. There are small pools of welter

on top of the flat balcony railing, the sky is cloudy and there

is a mist over the mountains and hills.

Aswgk pigeon is roosting on an electric cable joining

two houses. The swallows are to be heard twitter.mg in the

distance somewhere and the cock over the hill starts to work

apart from a few Italians, shouting at each other with bad

voices, and the wm from an datie refrigerator in the flat, akis

well and quiet.

It is, after all only seven eighteen in the morning.

The Farming ooupk, in the xnak house over the hill, have

started a smoky fire, burning more of their waste. Perhaps they

feel emboldened to do this because of the dampness of the ground,

and therefore have less risk of such a fire going out of control.

The smell of the coffee making reaches the nose, and the

little espresso cooker is starting to make noises.

And despite all of this calm and quiet, Tinnitus rages and

headaches dance around the scalp. This Wednesday.

Find a dean up, and sit at the perforated tin table on the

flat's balcony, with pen paper and mobile phone, in This

west Fuscaw landscape, in the summer that is nearing its

end.