Walking down a sloping street. Andy is stood by the side of the road. I make an effort and say 'hello' to him as I pass. He rasps a 'hello' back. He looks unwell, as if there is some vital part of him decaying. He is stood with someone else - a figure who also has an unhealthy diseased look about them. There is a feeling of great antagonism between us. I have said hello because I might run into him at the And Also The Trees concert that night, and don't want it to be awkward. Even though it is going to be anyway.
Later.
I am not going to see And Also The Trees in concert. From a distance I look at the Malvern hills, where they will be playing. I cannot believe I am not going to be there, and am going to miss them again, espedially when Andy ans Claire will both be going. Perhaps others.
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