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 doodling and dawdling and hanging about the cat jumps up on the knees and demands attention

at least she is not asleep like the rest of the family. It is ten in the morning, and leave the house for a walk in the usual partk. It is a grand soft day, as the Irish used to say. Water everywhere, all the leaves shining with the reflection from the sky

It is just hard to keep breath, there seems to be no way to get sufficient oxygen to bind with the lower levels of haemoglobin in the blood. Why there is so little of the stuff nobody seems to be able to say. But after a while there is a warm sensation in the lungs and climbing the steep path is easier.

There is a decrepit shelter up at the top of the path, cigarette buts and emptyy beer bottles and every where  pizza boxes spread by the crows. The crows ransack the dustbins in the evenings when there are few people there. Also, they are busy on Sunday mornings.

There is a puddle, as smooth as a mirror but when a drip falls into it, Then there is a typical concentric wave pattern. Watch this, and try to make a film of it with the mobile 'phone.