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Posted by
Danny des Pirate October 18, 2009 -
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I have just returned from inspecting my frost encrusted back garden and (unfortunately) have to report another dead frog. I can just about make out prints, but from foot, hoof, claw or paw I have no way on knowing as the morning sun has melted a goodly proportion of the edges. This is now becoming very tiresome indeed, and as soon as I finish my mug of steaming black coffee and a meringue base cream cake (which I had been saving for later) I will take in a wider sweep of the area to see if there are any tell-tale signs of forced entrance or exit. I admit to currently listening to 'East!' by Pat Martino, but sometimes one needs a dose of genuine jazz craftsmanship to offset the usual noise intake, especially when one is trying to ponder on things disturbing...
More anon, I guess.
