We wore blue and purple wigs and made tails. I played my Microkorg.
In the morning I was the early riser. I met next door neighbour Dorothy who told me about the seagull with one leg that she used to feed. When she had children they drove her out and claimed her territory.
I did some pencil sketches of the coast. Here are a couple.
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