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¦ dialling in from Jesus Mound ¦

Sunday 18th Feb. Was up by 8.30am to see awesome golden sunlight flooding through windows. Shaved off the dense scraggle of beard that's taken hold. Hot steaming shower made me feel human again. Took a stroll down to stone horse-shoe bridge within the dene, sat soaking up those rays, eyes half-closed, blissed smile on my lips, breathe pluming in the broad expanse of light. Facing me, up the steep slop to my right is the crumbling hulk of the Banquetting Hall, it's image now so familiar within the back cover of Cloudy Head. Then I trudged up through tree-lined quiet streets to Acorn road, bought in supplies for a big roasty I'll make for me and mum later today. Was going to drop into a cafe for an Americano and read, but the weather was far too much of a delight. Headed home, dragged a canvass and wood director chair out onto the decking, a divine suntrap where dad used to sit... big mug of instant coffee and stacks of paper notes in a file on my lap. Bliss. Almost felt burned after a while. Deep penetrating beams. Started to feel a heavy fatigue on my brain. Time to catch 15 minutes sleep, then continue with the day.

Djr