Friday, 16 October 2009
Not Much Room in Here
Look, I am about to go and cook these mushrooms – for a very late breakfast – and if I don’t post again I want someone to come around, beat the door down and drag me off to hospital.
I am very “south London suburbs” when it comes to mushrooms – I understand that they will kill you without even thinking about it and I gathered these myself, unaided by book or tutor, just moments ago in the meadows alongside the house.
I KNEW it was going to be a stunning day when I left the house, temporarily, at 7am and saw the remaining slice of mid October’s moon low in the east. The air was so clear that you could almost snap the moon away.
But I don’t KNOW this mushrooms, I just THINK……….
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Kindly respond to this message if you are still breathing when you get it, Chris. I fear a speedy dispatch will be required otherwise as it might take a while for a Philly medic to arrive.
Silence? Now you are getting me worried
Thank you for the concern Vicki, i'm all right, see tomorrow.
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