Jeremy Dennis is Jeremy Day (cleanskies) wrote,
Jeremy Dennis is Jeremy Day
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librarians go wireless on the rural urban fringe (a sad day for birds)

Can't concentrate on the updates. Weather too bright outside. Sky too blue.

Woke up this morning from some sort of horrible dream of being a horrible scrawny black thing half burned to death. I wanted to get up, but just kept lying there rotting, quivering, choking. Woke up and my throat was agony, outside the window a starling was singing a medley of computer game noises. He was quite good, actually. Cheered me up until I tried talking. Coughing. Choking.

Does anyone know if octopus travel is a good way to book hotels? Go on, tell me a horror story ...

Which reminds me, last week, faced with three tables marked as owned with bags or coats at the coffee shop, I sat dawn at the largest table and slowly watched the queue dissolve and no-one come over to share with an affronted stare. I glanced around, wondering if the bulky rucksack I was sat next to had been lost or left behind. I decided to finish my coffee and see if they came back for it ... at which point a young man sitting nearby slipped up to the table and retrieved it without making eye contact. Bloody psychology students, I muttered, assuming they'd been doing an occupied space study for kicks; how far my instincts have dropped off since the early 90s ...

Sunny enough for lunch outside today (unfurl). So the yard behind Mortons Broad Street, where most of the shrubs had been cut down to earth and all the ivy ripped away. (Spring cleaning? Building work? A really brutal prune?) The usual robin was nowhere to be seen; a single traumatised blackbird was crouched under the last remaining bush, singing softly to himself. I fed him scraps of bread and mustard which he snatched before scooting back under cover to eat, twittering under his breath between beakfuls.

Damian found an egg-shell on the bike shed this morning.
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