1. I spot cats sunbathing and dogs trying to play on tyre swings. I still colourful pots in the gardens and a row of bean plants in lieu of a net curtain in an upstairs window. Even going through one of the worst parts of the estate – the bit which looks like every picture of a sink estate and used to illustrate political points on both sides of the spectrum – I look up and see a tractor painted a perfect shade of blue maneouvering cows around the sloping green fields beyond the woods.
2. We coincidentally arrive home at the same time, animated by our adventures.
3. Lily lets out a long low howl in her sleep. She seems dazed when she wakes up, presumably wondering why we’re both looking at her with silly grins on our faces. We pat the sofa and she jumps up between us. The next time I look around, she’s asleep again, using John’s foot for a pillow.
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