Saturday 2nd May. There is a bird here called a Cat Bird. It makes a noise just like a kitten calling its mother. At dawn, when it joins in with the other screw-ball bird I filmed yesterday, the courtyard sounds absurd, like some idiotic pet shop.
This weblog follows a journey from England to the United States, meeting people with brain injuries and seeing the programmes they work with. You can read more about me, about the trip, and how it started, in the supplementary sections listed below.
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