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2045 Cornwall

Now and then I get stories sent back from the year 2045.  They are from different people (I think). 
Things seem to be quite different then, but I guess if we could send messages back to 1995 they'd sound strange to the folk back then.  What with contactless payments, government via twitter, pandemics, Brexit and all.
I'll post them here as they come in.

Wednesday March 1st 2045

The Pooper Scoopers Story

I got done today. My own fault I suppose. Last week as I came out of Tesco, my receipt blew away as I was packing the car. I spent a half hour trying to find it but to no avail. But a licensed litter picker managed to find it. Maybe she caught it almost as soon as it blew away, I don't know.
Anyway, the letter came today.

Monday April 3rd 2045

The School run

“Come on son” I said.
“I’m xxxxxxx coming” he said, “just getting my xxxxxxx books”
I waited till he came out with his rucksack full of books and got into the car.
“Any idea what this is about?” I asked. I’d had a call from the headmaster to drop in to see him. It sounded ominous.

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