Planethalder
Sunday, October 24, 2004
Perfect day
Coffee and papers in bed; fry-up in the local; sunny, blustery, autumnal day; stroll around the park; Eastenders omnibus on the box; long catch-up calls to distant friends; back to bed again.
What Sundays were made for.
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