Meanwhile, in a small overlooked Southern French village, two innocent chairs are about to fall victim to exhaust-pipe attack.
Welcome to the attic of my mind. Mind the stairs, click the light on and have a rummage around my thoughts on writing, the art of everything second-hand, the natural world, music . . . just about everything. Probably not much about sport.
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Monday, 17 December 2018
Secret life of inanimate objects.
Meanwhile, in a small overlooked Southern French village, two innocent chairs are about to fall victim to exhaust-pipe attack.
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