Tea and and a slice of this lemon cake for a special breakfast to celebrate another day; sleeping people upstairs, the dog settling at my feet after his bark at the postman and a lot of blackbird activity in the hedge outside the window. This is the scenario for thinking which is my favourite thing. The questions I'm asking myself are:
Will I call my summer house just that?
What shall we eat tonight?
Which of about five projects shall I go for this afternoon?
Why does the phrase chien andalou keep popping in my head?
Shall I go for a lunch time swim?

Sometimes I need just to be for an hour or two. 

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