Saturday, 17 March 2012

I just went to the daycentre here, they smiled and laughed about me aching from playing football, they gave me tea and beans on toast  and I sat in my corner and read my book, just as it always was, just as it always will be.

I told 'Cheerful' that the new town wasn't too rough, the fighting with chairs and road cones was nothing, he was happy with that.

It is raining here.

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