I backtracked so that I could read the notice, though the beginning of it was obscured behind the CLOSED sign. ‘Often Free Bread available, ask staff’. A nice touch. A nice touch from Slater’s Bakery. There is something of the WWII spirit to it. Small gestures. Would people ask? Would they feel abased by doing so? I hope not.
Yesterday’s and this morning’s rain made the earth smell musty then ripe – the odours of the undergrowth coming back to life. He’s taking the car this morning so as to avoid the drizzle. There was a constant dripping from a downpipe outside that I was certain would keep me awake last night. It didn’t.