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You going “out out?”

That, in Swansea, means out on the town, all glammed up, drinkies, heels and hair done.

No I am not. I’m dressed in yesterday’s jumper, my shoes are muddy, my coat is soaking and my dog is clearly delighted to be dragged around the block in sideways, January sleet.

Still no winter beach, no big sky.

My only essential travel is to buy food and growl, masked at people who come close. It’s hard to feel so anxious when people forget and reach over to take stuff off shelves. What on earth do you do?

Bonnie looks at me…

She’d growl first…

I might try that next time.

Posted on January 22, 2021, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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