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Tag Archives: Daniel
New Neighbour
A light on upstairs, scampering on stairs, from the sound I took to be of that of a young man. Slamming of windows this morning; from the reflection in the windows of the building opposite, blind or curtains installed. More … Continue reading
Meet the Girlfriend
After Quentin buzzed me in I was climbing the stairs in front when his head appeared round a corner at the back of the ground floor to redirect me. I’d forgotten to bring his address but remembered it sufficiently though … Continue reading
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Tagged 'the book', Adrian, Beehive, Bexleyheath, Carl, Chomu, Dadaoism: An Anthology, Daniel, David Rix, Joe, Jonathan, Liz, Meiling, Oscar, party, PF Geoffrey, Quentin, telepathy, Victoria, will, Yasmin
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Tim’s Party
Because I’d missed meeting John off the train, he’d the opportunity to ask my neighbour Diana for a cigarette and be told to fuck off. “Can’t a convict cadge a fag any more?” he complained, finding it difficult to take … Continue reading
Quentin’s birthday party
Starting out late and taking the slow train to Waterloo, changing at Euston from one Northern line to the other, I was yet making good time for a party starting from 7:15 at Argyle St, King’s X, and was only … Continue reading
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Tagged Agnes, Annette Funicello, Ben, Dadaoism: An Anthology, Daniel, Dominika, faithless, Joe, John, Mark, marriage, Nina, Oscar, pina colada, Quentin, Sacrum Regnum II
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Convenience
Sandie’d rented a dvd on dhlawrence and wanted a dvd recorder to play it on. She asked me in the library. Sandie suits her own convenience but I wouldn’t’ve known Quentin to be published by him or, through Quentin, known … Continue reading
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Tagged Adrian Glover, Bob, Daniel, DH Lawrence, Diana, Jan, Langton's, Quentin, Sacrum Regnum II, Sandie
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Phone Saga
The spin dryer wouldn’t work. I went to Currys. I could have a spin dryer delivered. On the brink of completing the order, a phone no was required. “I don’t have a phone.” I don’t have a car either. “If … Continue reading
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Tagged Amazon, Bressenden Place, Daniel, Diana, HMP Standford Hill, John, money, prison, Vauxhall Bridge Road
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Dream
I was sitting on the pan when I recollected the dream I’d wakened from was of being published without being told – oh! – and tried remembering it as fully and accurately as possible. Surprisingly I was able to retrieve … Continue reading
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Tagged Daniel, Jacyntha, neighbour, publisher, Quentin, Sally
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Quentin’s Flatcooling
A cyclist had his bike anchored in the groove between the headrests of the seats opposite him, who sat on an aisle seat, thus preventing the use of five other seats since no one would choose to sit either side … Continue reading
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Tagged Dadaoism: An Anthology, Daniel, Dominika, John, John Elliott, Jonathan, Justin, Liz, Mark, Mayling, prison, publisher, Quentin
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Quentin’s Beach Party
Quentin vouchsafes an address for his beach party. Borrowed a pen from Rosie, the librarian, to write it down. Plan itinerary. Back in library where Fiona, assistant librarian and friend, looks up Dadaoism: An Anthology which can be preordered on … Continue reading
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Tagged 'the book', Chomu, Dadaoism: An Anthology, Daniel, Domenika, Fiona, Gareth, Greg, Instance...., Joe, John, John Elliott, Justin, Mark, Moslem, neighbour, Nina, prison, publisher, Quentin, Richmond, Rosie, Stephanie, Tina
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