In the sun

"I think I'll go and sit in the yarden. You coming?"
"Nah, I think I'll stay up here for a bit."

I've never really enjoyed sitting in the sun. Walking or even running, yes, but not just sitting there, getting hot. When I went to 57 Thomas Street, earlier this month, it looked appealing to sit outside at a table on the pavement but after one beer, I moved to the cool, shaded interior. 

But after a while, this morning, I missed the Minx and decided I'd go and join her, and sit under the umbrella. I should have known she wouldn't just be sat around, though; here she is, decorating a tree stump for her cousin.

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Reading: 'Company of Liars'