It Slipped My Memory
Jan. 21st, 2022 05:58 pmYesterday morning I turned on the tap that fills the butts from which the horses drink. At seven o'clock this morning I woke up wondering if I'd ever turned it off again.
Surely I must have, only I can't picture myself doing it.
Better check.
Out of bed- downstairs- put coat on over pyjamas- stride across frosted ground in bedroom slippers and-
It's going to be a big water bill this quarter.
Surely I must have, only I can't picture myself doing it.
Better check.
Out of bed- downstairs- put coat on over pyjamas- stride across frosted ground in bedroom slippers and-
It's going to be a big water bill this quarter.