Drill, Ye Tarriers

No reason, it has just been inhabiting my memories for the past few hours.

One mile this morning — my left knee felt a bit wobbly, and I just reckoned I’d go easy today; fruit breakfast, religious conflict in England, Samuel (in Legends IV), and I repaired a pen (partly repaired another, till I saw that I needed a part I don’t have).

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