I woke very early. As I walked across the landing I caught the distinctive aroma - 'eau de souris mort' (unclassified French 'o' level)

I found it just before lunchtime.

A visit to the GP for Beloved. I love him. GP and Beloved.

A supermarket shop this afternoon. I picked up 2p in the car park and gave it to a young woman and explained it was lucky. She looked at me as if I were mad. This is a look I have seen often.
Then I found a penny.
Then I found another.
Some days are just lucky.
I'm hoping.

I may need my hair cut.