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samedi 26 septembre 2015
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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Last Thursday when I got up, the sky was overcast, and , according to what the naughty weatherman had said the night before about Brittany ( heavy showers and mist), I thought it was the right day to declutter my study room. After last Summer carelessness that place was the worst clutter hotspot, and, little by little it had turned into a daily offender !
So, I rolled up my sleeves, set my timer for one hour and I tackled my deadly boring task.
One hour later, I had torn and thrown away a stack of useless papers (drafts,leaflets,reminders I was clueless about, and so on ..), my precious
tools ( eraser,ballpointpens and lead pencils) were having a break in a drawer while waiting to get back to work, in short my " den " was spick and span. Every nook and cranny had been combed through.
I was wondering which room to continue with, when, fortunately, a ray of sunshine came through the window to free me from my devilish cleaning binge.
Great ! The rising tide had cleared up the clouds, and a wonderful Breton sky was calling me outside.
With no time to spare, I put on my rubber ankle boots, slipped on a windbreaker, just in case, and off I was !
I was clearing myself a path through the undergrowth ( Jeez ! Brambles grow
at top speed off my back) when suddenly I tripped over something and nearly fell.
I knelt down to find out the alleged culprit, and what I discovered under a
layer of fallen leaves and chesnut burrs really blew my socks off !!
A notebook !! I'm not going to lie : I was flabbergasted !
What the hell did that mean ?
I sat down on a stump, opened the notebook and read :
Name : Mrs Deer
Address : Perky Busy Bee's Undergrowth
Nationality : Breton
Marital Status : Single with one dependent child
Job : Animal lovers'entertainer
I glanced at the top of the page and read the title :
Mrs Deer's personal diary
I flew back home with my treasure, curled up on the couch and started :
The Undergrowth Chronicles
I am pretty engrossed in my new bedside book, but I'll let you know ...
To be continued
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