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03/03/24 People keep commenting on my shoes. “Ooh, nice shoes!” “New shoes, Nick?” “I like your shoes.” I look down at my shoes, but they’re not new. They are a pair of grubby, once-white, All-Star Chuck Taylors, purchased last September. I bought them after much deliberation, much procrastination, only relenting, allowing myself, after the strip … Continue reading Dream Diaries… 122
01/02/24 The French government are encouraging farmers to wear yellow (jaune) lambswool jumpers in an attempt to bolster the economy. 04/02/24 I discover two identical books about the band The Pixies in the pockets of a rain coat that DL kindly donated to me recently. The coat appears brand new and belonged to DL’s brother, … Continue reading dream diaries… 121
15/01/24 The warm, smoky, upper deck of a 190 Routemaster, heading toward Croydon. It is a Saturday morning in 1980. I am sat at the front, over the cab, and Brighton Rd, before and beneath, is heavily misted behind the steamed-up windows. I have wiped a penny-sized hole in the condensation and every so often … Continue reading dream diaries… 120
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