Septford is a place of indeterminate size and shape - it is defined by the shadows cast by passing clouds, its boundary is like the membrane of a living cell. It is not detectable by satellite navigational systems, it seems to drift across the surface of this world. But the people, the stories...
Tuesday, 3 August 2010
Clowning
I am not sure what all the recent media fuss is about clowning down at the farm. I would have thought a happy environment was good for farmers and livestock alike - a little banter, a little slapstick and the day is over.
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