Monday 13 February 2012

A Note on Valentine's Eve.

I got a Valentine’s Day greeting from the lovely Andrea today. It must be...oooh...

‘Twenty years?’

Yes, yes, twenty years since I had a Valentine’s Day greeting.

(Who’s forgotten the Mad Gerald sketch, then?)

Thank you, Andrea, I’ll be writing later. I still have the doppelganger story to tell you. Or was it my astral form that paced the room at dead of night in the old shooting lodge perched high above the Swale Valley?

Talking of the dead of night, I heard two owls instead of the usual one last night. Their calls sounded more shrieky and urgent than usual, so I assume they were arguing about something. We are getting close to the mating season after all. Maybe one of the owls had forgotten to send the other a card.

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