Dear Diary,
Good Friday. I always use this day to contemplate. I'm
not a very religious person, but on this day I think about
what happened to Jesus, and why he let it happen.
Lovely weather once again. The birds seem very content,
singing their merry songs and dashing around my garden
trying to catch dinner, no doubt.
Scruff is tired out. He too has been dashing around the garden
at a frantic pace. Now he's dozing on his bed. To be honest I
think he'll be staying there until tomorrow!
Graham.
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