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Wednesday, 12th September 2012  |
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09.38
Bredonborough.
Rising a little worn. The continual pain and discomfort in the left arm is accumulatively having its effect. But what care I for that? Life is good.
Into the Cellar I…
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… for morning reading I…
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10.15 And onto The Writing Project.
12.54 On the High Street to acquire tasty things…
… then down to garden I…
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… to get WillyFred’s lunch.
Back to The Writing Project. Today’s focus: the Guitar Craft aphorisms. Revisiting these, I find they continue to guide and direct my trajectory in life. Where did they come from?
19.06 An afternoon computing, organizing files, e-flurrying. A call to the Minx, Humanising in Seattle.
20.14 WillyFred and his pal, Mr. Snakey…
An evening practicing ahead.
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