1. The misty rain feels like sparkles, ethereal fleeting lens flares, on my skin.
2. Lily flops on K in a way she rarely does on us. She demands many, many tickles.
3. K spots a hedgehog as she is leaving and we watch it cutely snuffling along the tiny thin verge on the other side of the road. It only occurs to me after she leaves that hedgehogs are nocturnal creatures and shouldn’t be out in the daytime – a quick couple of phone calls later, and I have the hedgehog in a box and my afternoon plans abandoned for a second time.
3b. The internet tells me to give the ‘hog a hot water bottle – my allotment water bottle filled with warm water has to suffice but it doesn’t seem to mind: the next time I return, its wrapped itself around it.
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