We are all back after Christmas, gladly.
Some of us were laid up sadly.
Everyone was sharing how they spent their break and quite INTENSLEY
Conversations are going on everywhere between us all.
The actual list of participants did unfortunately fall.
Fiona and me. Dave and Sophie. Dave and Greg. Dan and Sue and, of course, Alby.
We all congregated at the garden cafe that was very, very noisy.
The musicality of the cutlery being stashed.
I can visualise them being crashed.
Alby went back to his car for his ⛱️ umbrella.
A rainbow one for a funny fella.
I said
“Alby, you look like a LGBT community supporter.”
He replied that he was, of course, an Ali.
Dan responded
“ALBY, at least you have my back.
Then we all started on the garden track.
We came to the very loud orchestral water feature
To amplify our walking adventure.
The coordinated pink’s purples and reds were in a magnificent spread.
Fiona caught Alby and me on our phones texting collectively.
Are you writing poetry too, Alby?
He responded.
“No, sorry.”
I think he leaves that up to me.
Alby shared a theory about Devils Dust.
I googled it, and it was really detura a plant you can never ever trust.
Fiona complimented me for my new fragrance. Blush.
I hope I don’t use it all up in a rush.
A miniature train passed us by, and it was not on a train track.
A woman waved who was sitting at the very back.
We all rested at the Garden cafe.
Where my feet started to feel OK.
I think I need to lose weight for my foot condition to go away.
I might ask my gp about it today.
Thank you again for Communify.
We all looked forward to Christmas passing us by.
To rejoin the Compass Walking Crew.
The best thing for our mental health to actually physically do.
Thankyou.
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