Archive for December, 2017

Sunday, December 31st, 2017

 

There goes another one.
I don’t really want another one.
But here comes another one anyway.

Saturday, December 30th, 2017

 

And while the pilgrims hang around outside the apartment block grumbling about us
we are far away, island hopping until we find a place to stay in our own way and on our own terms.

Friday, December 29th, 2017

 

I don’t remember being attacked by the flock of wolves that roamed our neighbourhood but I have seen the photographs and I’m glad I wasn’t old enough for the event to mean anything significant to me.

Thursday, December 28th, 2017

 

I own two pairs of rubber galoshes although I have never worn them in the rain.
Indeed, I do not wish to wear them. I simply enjoy them for what they are.

Wednesday, December 27th, 2017

 

One more, then I shall go for my early
morning walk. The sun is shining, but it’s
cold. The good news is that my skin fits.

Tuesday, December 26th, 2017

 

Sometimes I feel stirrings of fractional interest in my think-pan
but the work is a lot of trouble to go to for very little return.

Monday, December 25th, 2017

 

The newspaper had a headline about something political
in Africa that I wasn’t interested in and a photograph of
the Queen doing something. My mother was going on about noise
from the neighbour’s, but there was nothing unusual about that.

Sunday, December 24th, 2017

 

The earliest memory I have
is of a horse staring at me
through the window of the dungeon

Saturday, December 23rd, 2017

 

Madge in the office is a very interesting
lady insofar as she acts as if she is
very attractive but she isn’t

Friday, December 22nd, 2017

 

I had often overheard men talking about how they found women’s purses very interesting but had never understood the attraction. Eager to investigate, I asked Coco, a friend of Jed’s, if she would help me with my researches, and one Tuesday when the sun was out she let me have free play with her purse collection, which she kept in a room.