Lyrics, biscuit and getting rid.

1. I've got some non-wordy tasks to do, so I can play music with lyrics -- namely Vashti Bunyan's sweet, otherworldly folk songs. They are like nursery rhymes from an alternate reality.

2. In the biscuit tin I find a jammie dodger.

3.The cardboard packaging that we've been storing for what feels like months is out in the garden awaiting the dustcart.

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