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Showing posts with label Diary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diary. Show all posts

Monday, 13 October 2025

Diary - The Softness And Peace Of A Mountain Friendship

Brains, Alan, Tin Tin and I were fast asleep in a pile of furs in a mountain cave. It was kind to our skin, and not too itchy or irritating. Outside our mountain cave, we could hear pure mountain water flowing gently. The mountain atmosphere was peaceful and soft.

Sunday, 12 October 2025

Diary - Softness Of Man

This entry was written from my time in the soft, gentle stone age. Brains, Alan, Tin Tin, Lady Penelope and my toddler self all went out to play in the meadow. We rolled down hills, relaxed in the grass and splashed about in the lake. Sometimes, I would follow Penelope, my mother, everywhere.

Diary - A Dark October Night

Brains, Alan, Tin Tin and I went for a walk on a dark October night. Brains was easily very scared by what's around him, but we lead him in singing 'Hakuna Matata' and as if by some great miracle, sometime in the walk, we met Timon and Pumbaa, who invited us into their house for dinner.

Wednesday, 5 March 2025