Bredonborough An Autumn morning without
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Bredonborough.
An Autumn morning, without compromise. On the street I…
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… for the Minx’s Sunday reading, and across the Market Square I…
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… to World HQ I…
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Tree men are out, pruning the verdure of the Place, with much shouting.
12.56 Oh no! The trees are bald! The street is shaved! I...
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The Humans are coming for lunch. Off to the Piddle to collect two of them.
16.38 A most enjoyable and tasty lunch. To the gym, returning for practicing. The Humans have set off to The Public in West Bromwich, 36 miles up the road.
19.58 Off to cheer and whoop loudly for The Humans.
00.12
A new venue...
… and a small but very appreciative audience, especially among the fellow players in the audience. Apparently ticket sales were good but an accident on the M6 has prevented many ticket holders from getting to West Bromwich.
My view: half the set was amazing, the other half interesting. For the interesting to move to amazing, much of the transition is in small details. The last 10% of most everything equates to as much as the preceding 90%. Like, decorating and furnishing a house is as much work as planning and contructing it, and is what we see. But, of the amazing and interesting tonight, all was part of The New World.
Mingling I…
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