Tree of life

The temperature this morning was cold enough to warrant a sortie for some wood to start a fire. In between taking the #1son to the cinema to see a film about a snail with a character who looked like Alain Prost, and if you do not believe I can identify faces, check my entry for yesterday.

Otherwise there is so much catching up to do, with everything, absolutely everything, I do not know where to start although I might have to outsource my life to someone more efficient than myself.

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