Nicholas Cairns - Griffonnage Head ——————— One of my aunts has kept stacks of her grandfather’s diaries. In all of the family stories he’s an odd, slight man who would cross the road instead of walking by his son’s house, then cross over again when he’d passed. In the diaries he wrote short summaries of every single day. Sometimes it’s Annie came by, sometimes another relative, but most of it - day after day of it, year after year - just says Clouldy. Nobody came.

Nicholas Cairns - Griffonnage Head

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One of my aunts has kept stacks of her grandfather’s diaries. In all of the family stories he’s an odd, slight man who would cross the road instead of walking by his son’s house, then cross over again when he’d passed.

In the diaries he wrote short summaries of every single day. Sometimes it’s Annie came by, sometimes another relative, but most of it - day after day of it, year after year - just says Clouldy. Nobody came.

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