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sabbath somewhere for some
i spent some of the day in a hammock, in the garden, in the sun writing lyrics and messing about on a keyboard
while annoyingly loud bi-planes flew loop the loop stunts overhead
(perils of living near a little airfield)
first few times it happens you go 'wow: that's cool'
then as it happens more and more you go 'these planes are a bit like jet skis'
the pilots flying them are having a lovely time completely unaware of how their noise pollution is affecting everyone else around them.
i mention this to Lucy and she just goes 'your motorbike'
but when i am riding, i'm passing by: not doing doughnuts in your garden or in front of you at the beach