CouCou.

indicate the route to my abode.

Blimey…..that was a day!

Eh?

Started at five am, or with the dream before that woke it.

Lost roads in the mountains on the way to Spain; precipitous descents when accession was expected, and a van with fading brakes.

Out of control?

Must have been the phone call.

Star, it was not; more of a slog.

Forgotten file, rain, pain.

Picked up when someone said thank you.

Sweet.

5.15 pm it finally kicked in.

Sun came out, clouds gave way, window came down, arm came out.

Weekend begins.

Heard the Cuckoo for the first time.

Spring too.

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