A Better Man than I.
Aunt Tiffany’s Emporium.
3 Monts and The Clear fresh
air of Dawn.
Still Waters.
Some of us live like Princes.
A Candescent Victory.
The Fabled Fourth.
Some of the stuff we have to
deal with in the editorial office.
The Fourth Floor.
The unwinding wind.
The Uncertain Inevitability of
Most Things.
er.... excuse me.
Hang on.
A four year old and a
frenchman.
Manchester.
The Kingfisher, Pizza and a
tattoo.
The dinosaur, some cheese and
a flood.
The Racist.
Bob Dylan and The Moon.
The Thunder, A Desk and a
Phone Call.
A Witness to the President.
Eggs Benedict and Masters.
Nervously Predictive.
The Lion, The Wind and The
Dream Pour.
Mentioning Minimalizing.
Blue Chickens and Stamps.
Eleven O'clock at the
Hermitage.
Tu'be up early.
Fallin' for a Dog.
What exactly are you doing?
Swings, Roundabouts and a
Goat.
Whoever you Vote for, the
Government always Wins.
A Sudden Collision of
Chocolate.
Double Bass Buddhists.
A Dog called Sainsburys.
Listing.
Listing?
To starboard?
Weird Weed.
What?
Or port?
I'm just making a list! SSShhh!
What?
Or port?
I'm just making a list! SSShhh!
Moi non-plus.
Dandy-lying.
Three Oranges, an Art Gallery
and an Onion.
The Bottle in a Message©.
The Eucalyptus Grove in The
Canyon.
A Bat, A Cat and Moscow
A Trolly-Dolly on a Barstool.
The Fiddle and the Fire
Estinguisher.
Saying Farewell to St Patrick.
Trouble Hanging the Guernica.
Mañana por la Mañana.
The Golden Age of Once Before.
Unassailable Certainty?
The Totally Transcendental
Turtles.
The Lesser the People, the
Greater the Opportunity.
No Way Back.
Art tu Brut(e).
One Old Thing after Another.
Shouldn't you be saying something about Grenfell Tower?
I'm not the Prime Minister.
You used to live up the road from it.
Or The Queen.
Shouldn't you be saying something about Grenfell Tower?
I'm not the Prime Minister.
You used to live up the road from it.
Or The Queen.
As the Madrileños.
Earlier that same night.
One Noisy Night in Springtime.
Once again - experimentos.
The N'th Part.
Two, er, three, - of Four - a
smallish experiment.
Love Roses.
Ne pas s'entrepeneur du cours
de sa vie, est réduire l'existence à un simple accident.
Minimum Cinnamon.
And the Award Goes To!
Gobsnapped.
No Smoke Without a Homely Fire
Academy Drop.
Pablo and his Oscar.
Backwards and Forwards.
The Right Now of Difficult.
An Opposite Temporal Concept.
The aforementioned.
The Answer to Everything.
Zappa's Mission Statement.
Look - it hurts ok. Wherever it is, when ever it is. I don't want a world like that.
Look - it hurts ok. Wherever it is, when ever it is. I don't want a world like that.
Four is Three.
How many Hs in that?
An Ambitious Reversal.
Today, the new Tomorrow.
To Think Backwards.
The Impossible Mindreader.
The Mis-Spelt Snowball.
A Sad State.
And i don't want the blog to become a site of sadness.
So, you're listing?
Takes my mind of it.
And i don't want the blog to become a site of sadness.
So, you're listing?
Takes my mind of it.
The Uncertainty of Everything.
Tongue in Cat.
As Deep as Deep is.
Our Blesséd Lady's Alcove (and
a Man Mountain).
Of 3 Films and 2 Unexpected
Gifts.
Green Veg and Scum.
Tom and Dick.
Erroneously Filed Files.
Chet (the cat) in the Hat.
Curious Curating.
The
Occasional Museum.
A Semantic Choice.
Significant Pressure.
Candles, Cakes and Wishes.
The Catalogued Eclair.
A Bunch of old Rust.
One of a Kind.
Maybe Not.
Maybe it's better to KEEP our minds on it?
My mind IS on it, i just want these pages to be something different than an outpouring of grief. But it's pouring out of me every time. Nice, Paris, Manchester, Sweden - we are all connected to it all.
Ok, Just thought i'd ask.
Maybe it's better to KEEP our minds on it?
My mind IS on it, i just want these pages to be something different than an outpouring of grief. But it's pouring out of me every time. Nice, Paris, Manchester, Sweden - we are all connected to it all.
Ok, Just thought i'd ask.
A Retrospective Year of
Significant Detail.
The New York Bus Boy.
Concerete and Roses.
Unnatural Togetherness.
The Inexactness of the New
Year.
How long is this going to last?
Well, that takes me back to the beginning of the year. There are YEARS more.
What's this a list of?
Titles. I want to see if i've been repeating myself.
Blimey! I could tell you that without you listing. Maybe stop for today?
Good idea, let's go for a swim.
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