Birthday Boy!

D Denis Martindale Denis Martindale
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I wandered across the field and was finding it a pleasant experience. The sun was gentle on my shoulders and soothed away the tensions. The grass was dry and my shoes remained clean. The birds were looking at me from the branches on the trees. This was my birthday and all seemed well. I didn't need a birthday cake to be happy. Just walking made me smile... Having recovered from the accident, my legs were now completely healed. Soon I'd be able to go back to work again. So this was like a day off for me. Beyond the field was the High Street and I looked forward to buying some fish and chips... Having bought these, I sat down to eat my private birthday meal. Absolutely delicious... Denis Martindale March 2019.

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