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
25/09/20 Mik T and Angela F have left the wine bar business behind and have become the keepers of Saint Mary's lighthouse - AGAIN! (of course in this version of events the lighthouse still requires live-in keepers). As a regular visitor with a keen interest in lighthouses I have many questions for the two of … Continue reading dream diaries…99
December 21st 2019. We met in the soft cotton tunnels, both wriggling upward toward the light, and when we reached the surface, we found that the landscape was a duvet; a duvet of molehills for us to climb into and out of. A duvet meadow of blue, pale, but warmed by rods of sunlight. A … Continue reading dream diaries…76
