It’s 9 pm and I’m bombed out from a 3 am rise for a run to the airport this morning. Musing on what I can write before I nod off completely, something is tickling my ear. Mrs Wondering Pilgrim is in Wagga Wagga tonight so I know it’s not her. Now it’s the other ear!Continue reading
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