05/11/73 (Waddon) Guy Fawkes' Night - which will add some vague, visual and historical, romantic poetics to an otherwise quite commonplace tale - I discovered a cat, a tiny, shadow of a cat, on the front door mat. She mouthed a yellow miaow, which is cat chat for thank you (I picked up some cat, … Continue reading Cavalier With A Candle.
10.06.21 Spotty John, the local street-level weed dealer, shuffles up and down the beach front in his regulation grey sweats. My, he's piled on the pounds. He wheezes by the railings. The tide is out and the rocks are crowded with out-of-towners, blow-ins and clowns from the city in their inappropriate footwear. They are looking … Continue reading dream diaries…106
22.03.21 The winter sun is low on Merringdam. The wide street is light and the side streets are shadowed. The shop fronts flicker with pedal bikes, pedestrians and old fashioned cars. Bright voices spill from the courtyards. Transistors, a clapping game, neighbourly chat. 01.04.21 'heartbeat, pygmalion, blonde.' 03.04.21 Ray's ex-wife, Sylvia, is in the back … Continue reading dream diaries…103
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