I needed to clear my head today so I went to have a chat with the cows. They’re not great conversationalist, but good listeners. I then went to see Cyril. He’s looking resplendent in his Autumn colours.
I bumped into one of my neighbours who referred to me as ‘the train girl’. Well I did stop the horns so I guess that’s quite apt. It’s almost a year of silence now. It’s utterly blissful I can tell you.
She opened up and told me some things that were on her mind. As we parted, she thanked me for listening. She hasn’t realised how much it had been bothering her. People seem to feel comfortable talking to me about stuff. Good job it’s part of what I do. Seems I am a good listener too.