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May 12 Diary
Today is
a working day, but because it is spring at last, and because my daughter is
getting married this summer, I pull on rough jeans and filthy coverall at 6:00
am, and find a fork, spade and bucket. Gardening is the best way to start
my day.
I clear
weeds quickly and have time for a contemplative mug of tea before donning clean
clothes, grabbing my hand bag, glasses and diary and jumping in the car for a
9:30 meeting at the OB. Heather is organising a Fringe Festival, we
discuss it - in the caf across the road as the OB isn't open yet.
Convenient that ESK, bristling with cheap gardening accessories, is next door
and my next port of call. I treat myself to lunch at the Love cafe, chat
to acquaintances, feel the pleasure of the sun, then go home to teach.
Then more gardening, I am obsessed. And finally a train to London, to my
other life.
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