It's hotter than July. Well It's August. What did you expect. We're in a dry spell that's expected to last until October so whay to do except throw the windows openm put Funky Kingston on and wait for the clouds to burst, some time in a hundred days we're told.
Toots & The Maytals always make the sun come out and time slow to a natural tread. And all the time you have Toots conducting proceedings. Jamaocan Otis. Midfield general. Maestro.
I've syill got an hour to killl before my second class is due to begin. The sky is still climbing in the sky. Toots still spinning. This feels timeless.
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