Starry, Starry Night

Thursday turned out to be a fairly unremarkable day. My existential contributions confined to penning a daily narrative, along with chauffeuring Mrs Strachan senior for her weekly food shop at the White Rose Shopping Centre. Nightfall saw the day's quiet ambience, which had brought a serenity and inner calm to my erstwhile troubled soul, sadly acquiesce to... Continue Reading →

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