A cold metal handle leads to the room where white orchids with starched petals and sculpted yellow centers create a sense of stillness after the hum of London streets.
According to the free paper from Metro land tortoises are destined to wear knitted wooly hats and politicians struggle to capture the disaffected middle England vote.
Just ten minutes to the Archers where Tom still broods for Brenda. Serve him right, there is only so much talk of own brand organic sausages that any girl can stand!
Now the wind is up like an angry giant taking its revenge for some imagined misdeed in this house on the hill. it crashes on the roof tiles demanding my attention.
In the darkness hundreds of lights flicker in the houses below, they concertina down to the sea like an unweidy dragon dancing at a chinese festival
Rain strikes out the movement of the night, pull the curtains, check my emails, open a new folder, type in ‘How to have a happy old age’.
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