short post, it is late. The day was spent trying to make a book of photographs. It almost succeeded. There was a short walk this morning , to the cafe for a cup pf coffee and a roll. The artist came by on a visit, he now has a bandage over the wound on his forehead. But he will recover to drink again another day.
The cat is persistent and insatiable.
And now, in the night, go to the pub for a drink, solitary. The pub is pleasantly quiet.
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