Sunday, 24 September 2006


Delivered by hand

[Handwritten note]

If I keep going on about my neighbours it's because I'll miss them.

I came back from the weekend away to find two hand-delivered cards on my doormat, both wishing Emma and I all the best for next Saturday. I hadn't expected this at all. I'm pretty sure I'd not told one of the senders the date of the big day.

Why is it getting harder to leave?

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