Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?
Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?
It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.
Thursday, 6 April 2017
Enemy Action
The splattered white
blotches on my black car could mean one of two things; either my wife had
started painting outdoors or, more likely, the pigeons had joined forces with
the rooks in an avian campaign of harassment against me.
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