A Haybale For One

Fluffy white clouds. Just like that Orb song. 22 years old that song! "Jesus, where did all that time go?" It's rhetorical. I don't want an answer. If I did I probably wouldn't ask Jesus. My dad would be a better bet or my mate Chris Hill.

The perfect place to view fluffy white clouds is sat against a round haybale overlooking a dreamy valley, and that's exactly where I find myself.

The original mission was a 4 mile swagger through the countryside, furnished with wildlife sightings and concerns of what I may have in the fridge for supper – but I just couldn't resist the invitation of the haybale.

DEAR COUNTRY SWAGGERER 

YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED TO JOIN ME FOR AN HOUR OR SO ON FRIDAY 2 SEPTEMBER AT 3.44PM 

THEY WILL BE A FLUFFY CLOUD SPREAD

BUT PLEASE BRING YOUR OWN WATER. 

DRESS CODE: SAFARI SLACKER 

RECORDING EQUIPMENT AND FLASH PHOTOGRAPHY STRICTLY PROHIBITED 

NO NEED TO RSVP – JUST TURN UP 

YOURS HAYFULLY 

CIRCULAR HAY BALE