The Good Ship Bitsnbobs (this blog) has been listing dangerously to starboard recently. So, in the spirit of “if you can’t beat them join them up into a list," this month – August - i am listing. This is, sort of, explained here.
My mum.
My mum.
Anne Salmon. She smelt of hair spray.
Jean Paul’s – well, the guy who worked
there, he was English.
That place next to Garcia’s on the
Portobello road, London. One time.
Somewhere in Fulham, maybe, one time.
Aline. In the street, often, she came on a
bike. Once, in Amsterdam by chance.
Linda. She didn’t use a brush or a machine,
she used her breath to sweep the loose hairs off your neck.
Kai in Berlin – he was good. Made me look
good, twice.
Someone in Hamburg. Once. In the basement.
Denise. Off and on for 20 years.
Me.
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8 comments:
Thanks for the list. This information is worth.
You jest!!
It's of very little worth unless you meet me and need to know why my haircut is so strange!
I haven't met you, but I enjoyed the list and thought it was worth indeed.
Ah. Vicki - if it created enjoyment then i accept the idea of worth.
I'm just surprised.
Especially that the melbourne hairdressers thought so!
list it is a poem
I read it out loud to Harry
its brilliant
a poignant sad tale x
Is it a poem
i don;t kowem
but it seems i forgot the numeration.
Thanks for sharing the list .
Beauty Salon Melbourne
Bell Brown!
What a fantastic name!
Still, your comment looks a big bit like splog but being as your name is so col i'll let it rest.
If i'm wrong come back tell us more.
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