Whitstable
Early visit to my G.P. who makes a generous donation to the British Lung Foundation.
On the way back along the beach, there is some new graffitti in the shelter at the tennis courts. The wooden floor has been trashed . . . .
. . . . and after a month away, my old dog Rocky is looking stiff-legged and older still.
A book arrives in the post from Gina and Annie. The synopsis describes The Third Policeman as "the story of a tender, brief, unrequited love affair between a man and his bicycle".
