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Living on the Edge 142; the Hermitage

Good morning Everybody. I’m sorry I didn’t turn up last week, there was a smashed phone/camera screen debacle and much going awry. There was a red mist and blue air. However, today I am back for the Friday catch-up as usual. How are you? On the table this week, and I hadn’t realised it was going on until one of the speakers dropped his microphone, there was a hermit conference. The Annual Hermitage Society Symposium to give it its full title. I snapped this quick shot of 3 delegates (they don’t like to be photographed so don’t tell them) and overheard (let’s not discuss the possibility that I might have been eavesdropping) that Clary and Brice were being ostracised because there were 2 of them and they were not what everyone else considered proper hermits…

Clary and Brice argued that they lived ‘together alone’ and hadn’t spoken to one another in years. They looked so crest-fallen that I nearly waded in with a question about why hermits were congregating at all but I held my tongue. Proceedings have ground to a complete standstill. Do you think I should say something?… xxx