25 October 2004 Crystal Palace. Up all night with Alaster and Ann-Marie, both of whom are visiting from Bath. Late to work. Kevin, bless him, has waited an hour for my arrival! He has been entertained by Graham with chat and cigarettes and coffee. Graham is working these days as the front of house - … Continue reading Notes From a Fragile Island.
the fourth eclectic reader renders stories of nantucket whalers. i didn’t buy a copy, i stole it from my teacher and i keep it in my blazer. 'from new bedford sound, pacific bound, they were gone for several winters.' round the cape of good hope, peru and argentina... now, crossing the equator. i wish she'd … Continue reading the 4th eclectic reader
i watched a wet cormorant on a rock in a tide pool, her drape wings seeking heat from the bleak october. and at noon i thought of you at your grandmother's funeral, beneath lichen furs, and in the miniature jewels of the yew tree. i imagined you in your annie hall get-up, cradling a clutch … Continue reading a clutch of gerbera.
October 20 2004 (Crystal Palace) Wake up tearful - the autumn blues are here. On my way to work I stop off at the Blackbird Bakery and buy a small loaf to feed to the ducks in the park. Not sure what prompts this, and it is such a rare compulsion that I cannot remember … Continue reading Notes From A Fragile Island.
cassettes: you're a big girl now. At some point, between pocketing the takings, locking the shop, walking the length of Station Street, bent into the breeze and shoeing wet leaves, he decides to see if she'd like a drink. And there she is, Hannah in the white pinafore over black skirt in the yellow light … Continue reading After work.
October 9 2004 The Ship: Magic, Fashion & Ronnie are sat around one of the barrels in the front window. Magic nods, smiles through a beer froth beard. His teeth are small. Fashion & Ronnie are sharing a giant Yorkshire pudding. "A hat," says Ronnie. And, I suppose, it is rather like a hat - … Continue reading Notes from a fragile island.
