Unexpected pleasures of old photos

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It was a regular sound of a banging on a door or a window that woke me up in the middle of the night. Robbers, polecats?– snuggled nicely in bed I debated whether to get up or not but in the end commonsense got better of me and I switched on lights, peered from my window in to the garden. It was the howling winds with a full blown monsoon storm that was spinning my avocado tree in a crazy tango. Thankfully my road was not flooding and my house was dry — not like a couple of years ago when I stepped out of bed into a rising tide of water when a neighbhour woke me up saying “your house is getting flooded!”

Next day, the rain continued to pelt, I kept a wary eye open for signs of flooding but there was not much to lift the gloomy…

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