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 next to her. I stand … Continue reading dream diaries…104
January 29th 2013 (Lyme Regis) The dreadful crow and his beau downstairs continue their miserable existence and in doing so they make my life miserable, too. The endless rows over pennies, the irrational paranoia, the poor music choices, the language, even the laughter rankles. I wouldn't mind the language, I rather admire a person who … Continue reading Notes From a Fragile Island. 13
I packed a stack of old records in a Tesco's bag and took a 109 into Croydon. Some were mine, some were yours; once upon a time we called them ours. Tim looked sad as he opened up that Tesco's bag and spread out all that vinyl on the counter. He pointed out some scratches … Continue reading scratches in the sunlight.
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