I live opposite a quite large old cemetery, and from my bedroom window I can clearly see the gates and part of a path/drive that leads to one of two chapels and beyond. Last week on Thursday night at 3.00ish, I dunno why but I couldn`t sleep. I think the room must`ve been too hot. So I got up...
About 20 years ago I used to be a regular partaker of majick mushrooms....the little liberty cap variety.There wasn`t much else for we teenagers to do where I lived and my friends and I could often be found in a farmers field on windy autumnal afternoons looking for these little dizzy buggers...
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