Milosz

I spent most of the day closer to the subject of Czeslaw Milosz. At one point I tried to go out of the back door but not being 10 cm wide I gave up. D was sitting on the window seat speaking to WF and M, but I couldn't bring myself to show the photo to anyone. Since W laughed so much about me getting stuck in the bath I included the link. W&M come here to pick mushrooms every year with their lovely dog Morda. If you hear W say the word Trondheim beware!