Eunice

 Eunice is approaching and a calm morning is becoming a blustery afternoon.
My laburnum sapling in the churchyard remains steadfast against the stormy weather but the dead ash trees on the field borders have taken a bashing last night.
Today another weather warning has been made.
The coast road to work will be an interesting drive later.

It’s been a nothing sort of day, I met my sister in law for  lunch and have just planted out some miniature cyclamen on the patio shelving. 
That’s all I’ve done.


I once worked with a mad cap Irish nurse called Eunice 
She once remarked to a patient who had a gunshot wound scar in his chest that she thought he had a extra nipple



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