Good King Wenceslas looked out (IP)
A Christmas gathering around the yule log.
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And Other Acts of Masochism
Cool fingers tread carefully on my skin, circling the black hole of my navel. And those eyes are suspended above me like two strange stars in the murky galaxy of my bedroom.
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Redundancy 3/8
Robert had flown Polly back to the Witches’ Home after they had returned the unwanted bags of teeth.
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Julian asks about Blackbirds
Ah well, at least she tried.....
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Story of the logo.....
How a logo made a difference?
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call girl
lit-up hours arranging and waiting, rusty anxiety alternating with stars, the ackward introduction eased by her easy babbling, negotiation, rules, an erotically angelic face
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How hard can it be?
‘Three cups of tea and some jobs please!’ I asked with feigned enthusiasm, my head thick with the gunk of post alcohol excess. I tried a smile, hoping that it would help. It didn’t.
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Keystone Cops, a whole bunch of oiks, and some chicken in a basket
One day I decided to join the navy. I’d figured that my life wasn’t really going anywhere (see Book) and that somehow military service... for Queen and Country and all that...
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Psychopaths and a butterfly, and a nice cup of tea
It was something of a coincidence when a few years ago I was at a party in Bath and met the daughter of John and Anna Carter, founders of Carter’s Steam Fair in London where I once worked for a day
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In My Little Playground
It all ticks away In my little playground There are some beautiful spots Beneath the tall dark mountains Between the dirty box houses Rainbows turn to grey In my little playground
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