Drove home from Leicester last night(which is another story)and as I approached Coventry I was witness to a massive overwhelmingly dark rain front hovering over the city centre. I mean seriously dark, absorbing the city light below and even compromising the street lights; you could have hidden a 'Mothership' in that lot!. So the British spring, and the Easter rain has arrived.
Woke up this morning to the sunshine and sleepily watched the whisps of smoke rising from an incense stick Katie had lit in the bedroom. Tonight is the sixties party and all's well will pick up my jacket from the tailors shop this afternoon; tonight I will be number Six. "I will not be stamped, indexed, briefed, De-briefed or numbered. My life is my own"
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