Spoor of the Bookworm

By Bookworm1962

Another shaky start to the day but we managed to crack open the front door and venture forth into the wild world where we span around the old lanes for as long as we could before surrendering to the needs of the shopping trolley. Back then for a natter and to find the hours before bedtime were too shallow for the desired music and words that poured into them and over spilled into tomorrow morning.

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