Tag Archives: prison

Sharan’s Leave-taking

Posted on April 21, 2014 by johnbrucecairns

Adrian arranged to meet up town, after the party which had been brought forward to start at six thirty. I was early and hung about Jerusalem Bar and Kitchen before making yet another sortie in, at which point I met … Continue reading →

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John’s Visit

Posted on September 2, 2013 by johnbrucecairns

John phoned, complaining I hadn’t answered time before. “I was hulling strawberries in the kitchen.” He could have any amount of sex he wanted in prison, he said. I went to meet him off the train as he wanted, missing … Continue reading →

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Tim’s Party

Posted on August 17, 2013 by johnbrucecairns

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 →

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Home Visit

Posted on June 24, 2013 by johnbrucecairns

I shaved and showered for John’s coming. Jacyntha had sent an uncorrected version of the print-copy to Pam, cover designer, to do whatever to the front page and send onto the printer. I’ve corrected the misattribution to an archive other … Continue reading →

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Chomu Party

Posted on June 10, 2013 by johnbrucecairns

This Saturday I took the train all the way to Waterloo, the Jubilee to Canada Water, the East London to Whitechapel and whichever, District or Hammersmith and City, to Mile End. It was quicker. Tim let me in. His two … Continue reading →

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Visit

Posted on May 15, 2013 by johnbrucecairns

On the bus down I read a book of Pliny’s, and ate a couple of sandwiches for lunch. I was the only one got off at Standford Hill. John was wearing a new top from his mother and reproached wryly … Continue reading →

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Phone Saga

Posted on March 11, 2013 by johnbrucecairns

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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Kevin’s Writing Group and Me

Posted on November 14, 2012 by johnbrucecairns

I waited twenty minutes before anybody turned up, recognising it must be Graham from his greeting me. Linda came next and finally Kevin. We took to a quieter area where I read out prison John’s four poems. The first two, … Continue reading →

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Non-events

Posted on September 11, 2012 by johnbrucecairns

Got a card for an art exhibition. Assumed it’d come from Kate, who paints but isn’t at present, and awaited a reply to my acknowledging email. Got corrections of my book from the editor and for some reason couldn’t get … Continue reading →

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Quentin’s Flatcooling

Posted on September 7, 2012 by johnbrucecairns

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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