May 9th 2016 (South Shields) Arriving back from the city on a late night Metro I decide to treat Jayne L and myself to a nice drop of wine. I pop into Safeways, where, at the end of the quiet aisle I am accosted by a member of staff as I carry a bottle of … Continue reading Notes From a Fragile Island. 21
29.04.21 At the top of Selsdon Road, hidden in the tree line, Aimee G is dismantling a car with a series of large screwdrivers that she keeps on a complicated looking utility belt. The work is easier than one would imagine and already there is a pile of metal parts piled next to her. I … Continue reading dream diaries…104
if you see her, say hello (dylan) cassettes Rising early from their bed, in the stillness of the orange room, the grate ash glowing, a blade of winter sun slashing the thin-curtain (and falling across the boards and the giveaway upright slouched by the wall, honkytonk), she dressed, humming a vague tune, in the mirror. Cotton, … Continue reading If You See Her Say Hello.
April 12 2016 (North Shields) 6am. Cycle to the lighthouse. The tide is low and it is a bright morning. Photograph the seals and some rocks and come home. Breakfast and play guitar all morning - After The Gold Rush, We Three, Starlings On the Slipstream and my new one (Jackdaws & Witches). I wonder … Continue reading Notes From a Fragile Island. 20
It is my habit to keep your letters, on arrival, unopened on the mantelpiece, among the mementos and dusty treasure, for sometimes up to a week. Anticipation being one of life's sweeter pleasures. Your bold black hand, the seal of tape (security), the amusing doodles of hairy noses, the way you address the envelope Doctor … Continue reading They tame tigers down that way.
The elegant pot, the one on the mantel, need not have been involved in the plot at all – same for the slate I mentioned earlier that I fished from the Lym one summer because it caught my eye as unusual, or rather as useful in the way that small edges of slate with … Continue reading Crellestrasse 10827.
