Monday, 31 August 2015

Public sleeping

I'm wetter than a wet thing. Folk on this afternoon will hopefully bring cheer. Meanwhile when it was drier, earlier in the festival,  it was great to snooze lying at a venue, surrounded by strangers, absorbing the live music.
I was at my friends caravan yesterday for a gathering and we were all asked what our best bit was so far. I was reminded of how I used to ask my son as part of his bedtime ritual what his favourite bits of the day had been and he would invariably answer now. And so yesterday my answer the best is always now, so this is the best.

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