January 21st – Joni Mitchell awoke, and found a frost perched on her town. I awoke, and found a tragedy perched on Brownhills.

A child had died in the worst of ways. Everywhere was in shock. The weather was wet, miserable and grey. A family had been riven by loss.

Rest in peace, little one. You are in my thoughts.

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I told the truth - but told it bent. Wandering around bemused and ranty since 2007. View all posts by BrownhillsBob