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| Dizzying shuttle runs, or, as Erik-Lee puts it, Torture Block |
Day 153
It's irritating, when the weather forecasters keep talking about high pressure and dry fine conditions, but omit the fact that the sky will be uniformly grey. Not just grey, that it'll feel like it's pressing down on your head and make your ageing eyes go all misty and squinty. The coming autumn makes you feel wistful about light and encroaching early evenings, short days, when it's even more important to live like your ploughman ancestors. Early to bed and early to rise. It really doesn't sit with the metropolitan, media lifestyle, even if that lifestyle is being lived by an impoverished, unsuccessful, middle aged woman.
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