I have a weakness for cheap philosophy, as in Joni Mitchell's Big Yellow Taxi. "You don't know what you've got till it's gone". One of those phrases you can read in different ways: think unmentionable health problems, last job, friends, the lost fiver.
Our road closes to traffic: resurfacing after the cracks started to head towards the earth's innner crust and the W8 bus wobbled windows once too often. Suddenly it's a quiet and slow walking road and I love it more than the road of yesterday. People stop and talk to each other; small people run along the pavement in safety.
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