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Monthly Archives: March 2011
Anger Management
This may be an effect of the assault or of having a lover: I mentioned the wooden slats Rodger had put in the garden to protect, he said, bulbs from the fox to Olivia, our customer liaison officer, when she … Continue reading
The Sheet
He couldn’t help buying me things, he said, among which a sheet, not silk as is my wont but cotton. “What if it doesn’t fit? Do you have the receipt?” He’d left without it because the assistant was being stand-offish, … Continue reading
Saturday Lover’s Lie
The Fling has become my Saturday day release lover. It may be a problem his conditioned reflex is to lie and I don’t. For example, he said he was a Leo. If I’m interestd in what he’s saying is true, … Continue reading
March WG Meeting
I left in plenty time but all the Twickenham buses were dilatory, so I was speeding towards two little figures early outside Langton’s shop door as the church clock struck eight and I turned into a pumpkin, continuing to roll … Continue reading
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The Key
I hadn’t realised I didn’t have my keys until I went into my pocket to open the door and they weren’t there. In my rush out to the doctor’s for a blood test after a twelve hour fast, I must’ve … Continue reading
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Tagged Bob, Daniel, Gareth, Jon, Leslie, Matt., neighbour, Olivia, RHP, Richmond, Rodger, Terry, Twickenham
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