This track’s hounding me too. ‘I got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain/And a 10 ton catastrophe on a 60 pound chain’. Brilliant.
The rain, forecast yesterday but driven by gales which had arrived overnight, had blown most of the leaves out of sight along with the remains of the summer. It was autumn now and the water table was rising, turning the dips in the fields into pools of marshland where tufts