Saturday, 5 February 2022

Dinner for the local Gulls.

 Being by myself now, I wasn't too sure what to do with the Chicken  carcass I ended up with. pam had ensured that the freezer was full so that we would all be well fed at Christmas, even if she didn't make. Sadly we said goodbye on the 16th of December and I am left with 59 years of memories and a life that feels rather empty with out her. But thee Herring Gulls did benefit from my lack of enthusiasm for boiling up the remains and making soup.







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