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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.

But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.

Monday, 5 September 2016

Rain on the way home

The rain falls.
It's inevitable.
The tent curls and uncurls in the wind
As 100,000 beads of water
Glue themselves to the fabric.
We give it a frivolous shake to no avail.
It goes away wet,
As do we all.
A glorious week bookended by torrential rain.
At set up and break down, of course.
Packed a day early to try and avoid it
But nature was wise to those plans
Bringing the rain forward to greet us.
At least home is in sight.
Wet, wonderful home.

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