Overnight rain varnishes the pavements and a bright, cold start has set the sheen. An England flag hangs limply from a car. A lorry coughs its way over a speed bump. A jogger pounds the pavement so hard that I fear he might break through the varnish and jog right on to yesterday.
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- Kidcobbler
- Spent nine months dreaming on my back. Opened up new horizons, if only horizontal. Woke up disabled, with a Blue Badge and bed hair. Walk with a limp and a stick. Cue the double entendré and the stick. Saving money on shoes. Spending it on thoughts. Overdrawn at the creative bank. Loan facility disabled. The irony! Stronger through weakness. Weaker through slogans. New journeys to be taken. Pop along. I'm off my back. I'm back.
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