Neither Here Nor There

By Droog

Sunny Afternoon

I awoke at 0700. When I looked out of my window I couldn't see the local surgery, which is only 100 metres away. I shrugged and went back to bed.

Four hours later I awoke again and the sun was blazing down out of a clear sky and yet there was still mist on the Chevin.

I went into town after a leisurely brunch of scrambled eggs and smoked salmon and the streets were full of people in T-shirts and summer tops, eating ice-cream and fish and chips; the gulls hadn't had it so good in weeks.

The Wharfe was like a millpond upstream of the bridge and so I took this pic.

As I post it, there is thick fog outside.

Here's an appropriate choon.

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