He had risen not unusually for a week day or weekend afternoon - the sun chased the moon between the clouds; both shimmering in the tree boughs, like matinées (before the talkies); the hanging rain, the red puddles of leaves in the street - * but he found himself wondering again as he shaved, smearing … Continue reading Humming Neil Sedaka.
22.10.21 As the plane begins to pick up speed on the runway I discover, with some horror, a loose molar. We soar into the sky at an incredible angle and I work the tooth out with worrying ease. A woman and an Alsatian are sat beside me. The woman wears tweed and is sleeping. The … Continue reading dream diaries…108
Jack had a spare for J. Lydon’s book chat event at Whitley Bay’s Playhouse last week. (Book chat? Book shat, more like, I didn’t say.) It was kind of him to think of me. The show had been postponed from last year. The queue winds three sides of the theatre, beach front, side street, back … Continue reading Swastika Décor.
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