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Wild Boys Party

In see-through red shirt I’ve had for over fifty years and Japan windcheater, off to Quentin’s party with champagne, cake, box of chenin blanc, card and Latin dictionary.  He’d said he’s doing Latin.  Wrong address directed me to right one, … Continue reading

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Snapshots of Performance Art for Writing Group

I was feeling shoogly.  At Clapham Junction a girl took the emptied seat.  I wasn’t going to make her feel bad about it.  What did I have to do to get a seat, faint?  A burly young bespectacled man offered … Continue reading

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Visiting Diana

Yesterday I thought I might use my continued sluggishness to renege on my agreement to go to Camden with John but I was soon moving fast.  I don’t like going to places for their own sake.  I require an ulterior … Continue reading

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The Wart

“Have I told you the story of the wart?” Some time ago I had an itch in my bum.  On looking at its reflection in a mirror I could see no red rash about the anus, so ignored it. I … Continue reading

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Byelection Letter to Richmond and Twickenham Times

Richmond and Twickenham Times published my letter sent weeks before the Richmond Park byelection on 1st December, the day after: The issue cannot be Heathrow on which both Tories and Lib Dems agree and it would make no difference to … Continue reading

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Buggered

27/9/ I’ve a red lump on my right temple I can’t tell is by an insect or not.  It’s not itchy unlike the red patch at my knuckle below the index finger of my left hand I can’t find a … Continue reading

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Karaoke Party, from Diary Entry

The train was packed until Clapham Junction.  I found The Old Crown though that its advertising itself as OC fooled me for a minute.  Seeing no one in the bar I proceeded through to stairs going up and climbed to … Continue reading

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