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w.atching the w.orld unw.ind

Monday, March 21, 2005

Letter to The Times

Sir,

"I believe that yesterday, I smelt the first barbecue of the year."

Guilty as charged. It was a record, even for us. And there was some left over for lunch today. Mmmm.

There's always a brief moment of solitude, when the coals are quietening down and before the art of scheduling everything to be ready simultaneously begins, when I look to the sky, glass of red in hand, and thank the powers that be that I'm still alive.

Such a great feeling..

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