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falling from a ladder before your retirement party | falling from a ladder before your retirement party

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Jul.02.2011
The man in front of the t.v. screen
July glides in with promise and with it comes a sense of warmth and anticipation and has me rambling around the garden at five thirty am in H's dressing gown and a pair of Wellington boots because the grass is wet with dew. I must look a sight. Hair askew. Coffee cup tilted at a precarious angle....