My mother hosted a Women's Institute meeting last night and was out in the garden so I was stuck playing doorman.
Each time I got comfy in my chair there would be a rapping at the door and I'd go and open it as a small lady would step in and make her way round to the back garden.
I couldn't help but wonder if a certain Grey Wizard had marked a magic rune on my door.
~Fraser
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