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On the Road
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in the bowl of night
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Frittered away**
Every day, gentle readers*, I empty this site of spam. There has been a particularly concerted effort lately on the part of someone who seems to believe, and believe strongly, that my life is incomplete because I do not possess an Hermès handbag, specifically a Birkin. I know what that is, heck, I even know…
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Post, equinoxial
As sweet and musical As bright Apollo’s lute, strung with his hair; And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Love’s Labour’s Lost (4.3.289-292) Shakespeare Thanks to Poppy Lee for that quote and please have a look at her website, she’s a genius. The trouble with being…
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Bucket List
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Banking on it
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Rabbitrabbitrabbit….
Jings. For someone who finds it difficult to shut up, on a record number of occasions this year so far I have been lost for words, bereft of speech, stunned into silence, gobsmacked, and summarily disenfranchised vocally. This and the manic vortex that has passed for a life recently has resulted in fewer than usual…
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Total Mince
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Marinating
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BHAG
