Magpie
Today I was supposed to be going to an old colleagues reunion in London, but was not really well enough to face the journey. Initially I had doubts as to whether I had made the right choice, but then went to Scotsdales with Mrs GOG and was barely able to walk back to the car; the choice was the correct one. I have just taken this blip through the kitchen window and I am about to go and lay down.
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