DAY SIX
FRIDAY
MORNING
(NEAR
TAMERTON LAKE)
The
weekend starts here and the neighbours are up with the lark out in
the garden mowing the grass trimming the hedge painting the fence
cleaning the pool they must have nothing better to do – and I'm up
in bed with a contagious bout of the flu sweating streams one minute
and shivering like a troglodyte the next and now that I've started to
cough my throat is really getting sore – the neighbours are at it
again they've just come back from the tidal creek with fish and
foraged mushrooms and fallen tree branches to fuel their barbecue
tonight it's not even a sunny day but they're out there shouting the
odds the radio blaring and the dogs barking and the kids crying what
am I going to do?
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