The Gorse Fox has caught up with his work admin and cleared his emails. He can start afresh with an empty email system after Christmas.
The sun is shining on the south coast and though the temperature is still barely above zero, the sun makes everything seem better.
Old Father Time popped up on Skype during the morning. It was the first time his choir-boy-like visage had been seen for many years. Not pretty… but GF would guess that’s what happens when you live in Wales – though it was interesting to see that they did have electricity and, indeed, the internet. GF suspects the locals think he is some kind of magician, conjuring up light at the flick of a switch, or faces and voices on his “electric book thing” by pointing at their names.
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