Yum yum, let's nibble at smelly feet

The return to work for Madame wasn't as bad as it could have been, we were at the correct places at the correct times, roadworks have finally been removed three months later than scheduled, yes the snow lay thick but not that thick.

I long for fish nibbling at my fingers as I give them some bread, that will come in due course, buds are already showing on plants. Although I'm not sure I'd be a fish in one of these pools picking away at the smelly feet of passers by. Maybe they get what they're looking for. Bon appetit, as my father in law would say.

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