WATCHED THE MIST ROLL IN ABOUT 6… I MISS THE FOGS WE USED TO HAVE, THICK AS YELLOW CUSTARD… LUCKILY MY LUNGS WERE CLEAR IN THOSE DAYS… IT WAS LIKE GOING INTO ANOTHER REALM, TERRIFYING BUT EXCITING TOO. REMEMBER GOING TO THE CORNER SHOP FROM MY NAN’S HOUSE AND FEELING COMPLETELY LOST EVEN THOUGH I WAS NO FURTHER THAN 100 YARDS FROM HER HOUSE.
WE DON’T SEEM TO GET FOG LIKE THAT ANY MORE.
DALE M
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