process and a lot to process ... the odds of a world different in sight after isolation in a forgotten family .... to the care leavers who have no one or nowhere. The human nature dependant on where they fit ...
A time on my own aplenty. The new doors opening. The firmly shut of many already ... the move from place to place ... the zig zag pace of new and first long road trip with a daughter and her beau. The motorways once again not in a sister car or a strangers or a coach ...
A time with others. The time in a home sit again and a pet sit first in a while. The dismay at much. The furtive time to make the most ...
A plan too to spend time in the Lake District that never happened and is now ...
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