A Restless Night

After many restless hours I woke and checked my watch: 2:56. I went back to sleep; waking up, unrested, at 5:12. Later, making a hot drink in the kitchen, I saw a fox trotting across the lawn. I checked my watch, which showed 10:24. This is how memories are saved.

Peter Snell was a bookseller, and he wears a lot of red in December. Facebook @bartons.bookshop