My Stage is the World

Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practise to deceive

The Water is Wide… I Can’t Cross Over

An even earlier start this morning, as I needed to wash my hair, but the lack of hot water meant I had to do it over the bath using soap and cold water. After my swim yesterday the soap actually made my hair feel dirtier. I also had a large scratch on my nose from the branch that whacked me in the face!

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The Girls in the Photograph

Up at the crack of dawn (well, 7am) our first issue was with the toaster… Which was broken! So it was digestives for breakfast, but at least we had hot showers. Kujo arrived once more, but Adolf had also decided to accompany us. We set off, more awake this time and raring to go.

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