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Saturday 7th July 2007
     
Today was the day following a celebratory event at work (with free alcohol). I was a bit hungover, but more tired than anything else, having not got home until about 3am this morning or something. These pictures were taken during a walk around Clougha.
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I can't remember exactly when, but at some point today, as I was aimlessly wandering around the house, M**** was like, "How did you get there? I was here a second ago and you weren't here," as if my hangover had somehow loosened my grip in space-time, and throughout the day I was skipping forwards/backwards several seconds, but without actually realising. So yeah . . . a bit of gardening seemed to sort things out.
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And so . . . there was this wooden box dug into the ground. Looked like it had been there a long, long time. It contained some tinned food and a sodden garment, but I was not prepared to investigate any further. I always think Clougha's get really weird geology, channging the subject - but what would I know? (about geology, not changing the subject) - hence the first picture (top row) of that weird stone with the finger-like shapes and that other picture of the bleached white rock (middle row, far right), which I felt just looked completely out of place.
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