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The joy of nature
On my early morning walk yesterday I passed a dead badger in the middle of the road and the decomposing, partially eaten corpse of a fox. This morning the badger's body had gone but that of the fox remained. I held my nose as I walked past it as it was likely to smell.
I visited the care home yesterday. My father was in his usual armchair. He got up and shuffled off to the loo. When he returned he looked at the cushion and remarked that there was some brown on it. 'What do you think that is?' I asked. He didn't reply.
I stood up to look, as did my mother. It was unlikely to be HP sauce or mud. I always inspect the chairs carefully before I sit down in the care home. My mother wiped the area with her hankie, a paper one, which she put on my father's discarded breakfast plate on the table. Unable to shift the brown (it had dried), she turned the cushion upside down. My father sat in the chair again.
Thought for today
A talkative bird will not build a nest.
West African proverb
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