An improvisatory, essentially indefensible, randomly configured tragi-comedy
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16 July 2011
A shiny little button for an eye
I'd forgotten I'd taken this. Just look at him back there, all cutesy-schmutesy, bright-as-a-button, don't you just wanna scoop him up in your arms, bundle him in cotton-wool and keep him forever? Awwwww, who's a pretty ickle boy? Who's a lovely little first-summer male Pied Wheatear then? Eh? Who's got a fluffy little tummy? Mmm? Who's a pretty ickle 2nd calendar-year Oenanthe pleschanka? Mmm? Oh yes you are,... oh yes you are.
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