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Tim Downie
Guest
Tonight, my wife and daughters are off "enjoying" a Deep Purple concert.
Meanwhile I've enjoyed a magical run this evening through dark country lanes
with only the sound of my feet, small creatures scurrying through the
undergrowth and the nerve jangling screech of owls as accompaniment.
With a small head torch and my glow-wire, I could see (and be seen) if I
wanted to but for much of my run I ran in almost complete darkness, relying
on starlight and a hint of cloud reflected glow from distant street lights
to light my way.
Can't imagine why anyone would want to be packed into a big sweaty hall
filled with unimaginable noise.
As I said, I'm getting old....
Tim
Meanwhile I've enjoyed a magical run this evening through dark country lanes
with only the sound of my feet, small creatures scurrying through the
undergrowth and the nerve jangling screech of owls as accompaniment.
With a small head torch and my glow-wire, I could see (and be seen) if I
wanted to but for much of my run I ran in almost complete darkness, relying
on starlight and a hint of cloud reflected glow from distant street lights
to light my way.
Can't imagine why anyone would want to be packed into a big sweaty hall
filled with unimaginable noise.
As I said, I'm getting old....
Tim