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Saturday rsquo s Play Date
I know I’m not alone in looking forward to Saturdays, from youngsters to most working person dreams of its comings. For me it marks a play date with friends. Last Saturday wasn’t the best of them nor the worse, there’s never really any bad ones. But what’s freshest in mind and I thought I’d share. I arrive right at seven, let myself in having a key. I didn’t sing out that I was there as there’s no need, I’m expected at any time. There in the entry laying over the stair rail was my silk robe...