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A storm of rooks mass over Hoad Hill Farm

            As rain clouds gather from the west;

            So we stride on, making the best

Of a winter walk, suppressing the odd qualm

At bullocks in a cluster by the thorn,

            Deepening puddles round damp gates,

            Thick mud which might make us late

For lunch, before the road back to Eastbourne.

Brian Hick November 2011

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