THE GREY DAY has worsened and there's drizzle now. A silver grey van draws up and the driver gets out and walks down to the house next door, parcel in hand. A few minutes later he walks back to the van, and spits before getting to into the drivers seat. He then starts eating. After seven or eight minutes he finally drives off. Makes me wonder if this is the highlight of my day?
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