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The octopus that lived in my bath took up too much room. So I lifted it out, chopped its legs off and froze it in tiny bags. Now I'm sick of octopus. Serves me right.
This is the place where I met the moonbeam. We slept on the beach and woke up and the sun was beating on the shore.
I wrote about buildings yesterday. The ants are still at it in there. I'm not sure what they are making. Probably tiny things to put inside Christmas crackers.
Inside buildings there are ants. Ants make things all day. They make things for other ants. The other ants don't see them but they know they're there.
It was used up. The old bag on the motorway verge. At last.
This isn't something that all dogs enjoy. My dog has never tried and he only ventures as far as the froth on the shore to fetch his ball.