Poetry: Warm Summer Sun by Mark Twain

In today’s Red Shed episode, we have my very faded blue hair, garden things, no apologies to Americans for saying ‘courgettes’, ‘hhhherbs’, ‘oh-ray-gah-no’ and Donald Trump. Full parish newsletter (back to normal, or feck normal until vaccination?) plus a short poem from Mark Twain. Sure you couldn’t ask for more.

Well, you could, but you’re not getting it.

Keep her lit,

Patrick xo

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