Penn Beacon. October 26th 2019 23:00 Home late last night from London. The train was slow, but I don't know or remember the reason given. I was exhausted from the journey, from the solid shape of work. I unpacked a bag and repacked it with different stuff. I downloaded my boarding pass, prompting the usual … Continue reading Run As Fast As You Can, Bear.
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.
12/08/19 Home, eventually. Exhausted. The communal hallway is busy with stacked chairs, a tall floor-lamp and a box of crockery. Why? No mail of any interest. The flat hasn't burned down, been broken into, or flooded. The spider plants thrive, but the palm has mostly turned brown. Why? I cut off the offending fronds and bin … Continue reading Run As Fast As You Can, Bear.
July 8th 2019. I've been sleeping along with my brothers in a small, upstairs bedroom in an unfamiliar terraced house. Dad is downstairs. He is making a lot of noise in the kitchen. "Come on! Get up!" He is in a strange mood. I shuffle around the house in a blue sleeping bag quite disoriented. … Continue reading dream diaries…68
February 13th 2019 [Whyteleafe] The word - mirror - "Such a beautiful word." "One of the more beautiful." February 14th 2019 'A shadow hangs over this bed/An animal snagged in a trap' A snowy wood. Alan Mac, standing over a rabbit in a closed, steel trap, says, "This one, Nick, will never hunt again." … Continue reading dream diaries…60
February 6th 2019 Stuart & Claya A's home is amazing! A tall lighthouse structure within a circle of wall. The wall is alive with ivy. There is a huge front gate, rather like a drawbridge. It is dark wood, teak, I'm told. Stuart built it all himself. February 7th 2019 On the street of a … Continue reading dream diaries…59