Firing Up for the Night
I've been playing my flute with one of my neighbouring musos. This is a line from one of his original songs ---
It's hard to climb a ladder when the bottom rung is broken .... Don Coulter
It was below 0°C here in the camp last night. Frozen puddles, ice on windscreens etc. The folk in the bus were getting their fire stoked up late this afternoon, ready for another cold night. I was toastie in my caravan; must have had the right layer of feathers.
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