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Book Launch
Dressed in my slimfits and red bootees I went off to the book reading, walking from Kennington, asking directions from an obliging girl, to Fitzalan St where it took place in the Royal Oak. David Rix shook my hand and … Continue reading
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Tagged Aiaiglas, Beehive, Brexit, Dadaoism: An Anthology, Dan, David Rix, Devika, dog, Dominika, Isami, Joe, Leon, Mamuska, Naiem, Natalie, Quentin, Ralph, Rhys Hughes, Roseanne, Royal Oak, Ruth, Sacrum Regnum 2
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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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Tagged banana, Beehive, Brexit, Dadaoism: An Anthology, Dan, Dominika, Honey, Joe, John, Mark Samuels, Mei-Ling, Naiem, Nigel, publisher, Quentin, Sadiq Khan, the fling, the unconscious, video, Yarrow Paisley, Yasmeen
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To Blog: Model Party
Aiming for the start at 8:30, after peeing I left at 7:30 for Joe’s party Dominika had invited me to, taking the fast train to Waterloo, Jubilee to Canada Waters and found the DLR station, after asking where it was … Continue reading
To Blog or Not to Blog
Went off at 7:30 to Joe’s party and as usual was first to arrive. Metta, Joe’s partner, is Dutch and had lost her fanny bag with passport in it and cards. She wanted the sound system on the roof of … Continue reading
Respite from Railing
Finding Dominika’s flat involved asking lots of directions from lots of people. Fortunately a secure side door wasn’t (secure), because she wasn’t in to buzz me in. I left the cactus house present and the two torn halves of almost … Continue reading
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Tagged Agnes, Bernadette, David, Dominika, Holly, Joe, John, Lisa, Naiem, Oscar
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