Cigs

By Cigs

Albion Road

Friday 13th.
My brother dropped his phone; smashed the screen.
Puncture followed by another puncture before I've got the spare fixed. With the kids, 2 miles from home. At tea time. In the rain.
And then later events - for which I have no words.

White pen, dainty as, squiggly underline, three stripes as a crown. Undated.

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