The Baby...

Then I was the newborn baby in the house.After my initial catastrophic outburst I must have been hoarse,really painfully hoarse because my mum says I didn't cry for weeks on end.They thought I was deaf and dumb..all I could do was drink and sleep.Of course if I try hard enough I remember myself being pampered and cuddled and feeling very very snug and satisfied.There was really nothing to cry about...things were not turning out to be so bad after all.. Back to the present. To-day is windy,very disturbingly windy.The garden is drowning in misery.Flowers dismembered and oranges thrown around like demented tennis balls.I tried hanging up some clothes to dry, only to end up fishing them out of the most obscure places...