this autumn morning, the same, almost so, as several in childhood, spent trying not to watch the bowl of oats and milk cooling on the sill. "waiting," he told me, "is a patient game." watching vapours reach for the ceiling. "the ancient greeks made shields from porridge. or was it the polynesians?" he … Continue reading re: ancient civilisations.
September 19th 2019. Rising up out of Monument metro station. The steps are greasy. The final strains of some saxophone jazz. There is a dead wasp on a step. It has lost almost all colour. When I reach Grey Street the sax noise falls away and I see that it came from a tape machine … Continue reading dream diaries…72
September 15th 2019 P. Brady is working in Tynemouth on a building site. It is a pleasant surprise to see him in a local bar one night. He hasn't changed in nearly 25 years. As the last bell sounds I ask him what he's doing in the morning - I'm playing a gig on the … Continue reading dream diaries… 71.
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