A Dastardly Deed

One day I found that a wild animal had arrogantly knocked my little fan on the floor so that it could occupy the whole of the small bedside table, and thereupon was lolling—at that very moment—in a manner so casual as to border on the insulting.

Hmm, now that I look at these pictures in my own blog, I see that there is some paint missing from my swing-arm lamp. I have had that lamp for decades and it still works perfectly, whereas others I have bought more recently have all been unsatisfactory in one way or another. I will never part with that lamp!

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