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To the tune of: Stevie Wonder – Happy Birthday . It was my eleventy-first birthday on Monday. Here’s what I did.
Timestamp: 12.30 a.m. OH, what a night! A quiet drink with several friends ended with me dropping my switch card somewhere and Quintin dunking my phone in his Gulden Draak. The phone didn’t die immediately – but as the heady liquor permeated its innards it gradually flickered out of life before passing away sometime during the night – which meant my alarm didn’t go off, and hence I was late for my dental appointment, so there [more...]
To the tune of: The Magnetic Fields – Always Already Gone (suggestion from Tony Ellis).
I’ve been reading my dad’s old copy of McEachran’s A Cauldron Of Spells – it’s snippets of poetry that feel good read out loud. I think it’s helping. I’ve picked my favourites out and interspersed them below.
She was a child and I was a child In this kingdom by the sea But we loved with a love that was more than love – I and my Annabel Lee, With a love that the wingéd seraphs of heaven Coveted Her and me. Edgar Allen Poe, [more...]
So, after a week of Maria skipping out every night, we’ve split up. She loves me, I love her, but it’s not enough. [more...]
Dear Maria got up at 5am this morning, so she could get to work for 7. On a Saturday. That’s retail! I spent the afternoon with a plumber, getting our boiler fixed. Her work day done, at 4.30pm we met at Daunt Books in Belsize Park, to go and give Christmas presents to my auntie and cousin, and have a nice dinner.
At 4.35, I was ringing for an ambulance, as Maria had fallen awkwardly on a un-gritted path and bent her arm the wrong way. At 11.30pm, we finally left the hospital, after a Doctor had finally popped her arm back [more...]
Recent Images, originally uploaded by Hot Grill.
1. The White Horse of Billericay, 2. Too Many Signs, 3. The Gap, 4. Beautiful Big-Eared Piggles, 5. Freaky Teddy Bears & Doll, 6. 170309 105, 7. Worm, 8. Mannequin, 9. The White Horse of Billericay
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