A life lived backwards

By GailyWhaley

I was up much earlier than this to tidy up the street after the storm of last night. All of the bins had blown over and there was a right mess. I'm not the kind of person to leave it for someone else, but my neighbours happily watched me. One man who was walking his dog stopped to help though.
I like him, he has a Capheaton terrier.

I then did....erm...well...not a lot.

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