The day before Christmas
December 24th 2005 I woke up early the next morning feeling chilled to the bones. Despite the thick blanket provided, the slight gap in the wooden wall above me meant that I was in the direct path of the draft. It didn’t help that it starting raining in the early morning. I was up listening to the cocks crowing, trying to decipher the time with what little light that was available. I gave up and tried to go back t
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