The other day some counter-cultural friends came round. We went for a walk and found several ways to cross a river. Ant carried the little ones through the river, her trousers rolled up; Charlie and their boy climbed along under the sub-structure of the bridge feet dangling over the river, and the rest of us took the conventional option of walking over the bridge.
Irresponsible parenthood as usual: there was a possibility somebody might have had an accident... They could have fallen into the water! Or into the nettles! How could we be so reckless? In fact a good time was had by all.
ROME 24/4– Day 35 (-6): adventures in symmetry
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I take it in trust in the accuracy of the calendar that the sun rose today
at 06:13 (it was cloudy) and that it will set at 20:04 (it may be raining).
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