December 27th – Back in Brownhills I turned back in the gloom to look at Morris, splendid even on this unpleasant evening.
He doesn’t mind the rain, he’s maid of stainless steel. He’s constructed to shine whatever the conditions. And in the murk tonight, with Christmas lights behind him, Morris was a splendid symbol of home with more than a little star quality about him.
I think I should be more… Morris.
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