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Today we are in section 11, so starting a new row. I am a quarter of the way through the 40 days. This reminds me, 40 days is where the word quarantine comes from. In times of the plague sailors entering from Europe had to isolate for 40 days and it was called quarantine. So it seems rather appropriate for the time we have just been through despite the fact it has been considerably more than 40 days! I am back on the opposite side of the park and on a boundary again.
In the section I saw: 1 tree, 1 cat, 1 dog (Monty) and dog walker (lots in the park but not our section). 1 daughter with scooter, 1 whiskey bottle, 13 feathers (more than usual so is that something to do with the cat), 20 pieces of litter, lots of cigarette ends, 1 wall (incidentally the cast iron railings once there were cut off in WW1 and you can still see where they were), path, grass, daisies, leaves.
It was quiet today, with most people on their way home or taking their dog for an evening stroll. I saw a cat in my section. I have never seen a cat in the park, strangely there were no birds around today. My daughter is riding her scooter around and I can see that she has found a dog to play with so it won’t be long before I see her so she can show me her new friend. A young girl is walking along the wall, holding her mother’s hand. Her mother is carrying a bottle of red wine (not open, obviously for a Saturday evening in not watching football). More disturbingly I can hear aggressive, drunken shouting coming from one of the flats opposite. It is hard to tell from which one as there are no open windows but there is a lot of swearing and it feels horrible but then stops. Both me and the mother with the wine stop, wondering if it will escalate and what would we do if it does. It doesn’t.
People are playing tennis and I see my retired doctor again, with his backpack but this time cycling so he is in more of a hurry today. How curious!
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