I have been in the foot of Britain for a few days, lots of villages surrounded by sea. If you drive down the A30 and don't stop you arrive at Land's End. It was the first time I had noticeably got to the end of a road. There is a Doctor Who exhibit at Land's End. It is a 4d experience apparently. There is also a West Country Shopping Village. I walked around all of it on the cliff path, a better way to see the end of the country.
In Cornwall they have cats with six toes.
Last night I watched Spotlight, the South- West news programme, the weatherman said he wouldn't even try to pronounce the name of the Icelandic volcano because it was too tricky.
My friends came to pick me up for a night time walk. There was no moon. On the way we chased a badger in a car for about 5 minutes. I don't think it minded, we all obviously had nothing important to do. It wasn't a very fast car chase, more of a crawl. He started running before we started chasing. Badgers run with a curved spine like upside down rocking chairs.
Brief stab at a poem about spines and rocks to follow...
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