Charity

On the roof of Oddfellows Hall. I'd come into town to work so I could fetch the bird from one of the favourite suppliers to the Edinbourgeoisie. The particular one I selected had roamed free in ancient cherry orchards apparently. Suitably inspired, I roamed free myself for a while until my limbs wearied and I felt in need of a brief rest on a stool.
Tonight I have decided that it would be good for me to watch some Television, as I have been getting a bit out of touch. I'm rather taken by the idea of watching those young pups in the Peep Show. Then it'll be time to set out Santa's dram and shortbread fingers. But first, a small nap. Wake me up in 15 minutes, thanks.