This is the pole That centres our dance On a white-knuckle ride, A meeting by chance. We stand, disconnected, always looking down, Swaying together under the ground. Closer than lovers, breath in my face; A zipless encounter that we’ll soon … Continue reading
It’s totally worth skipping to the last five minutes just to hear the bit where Maisy comes in.
Pete’s sister has invited Bernard to a cocktail party on August 2nd, leaving us old folks at a bit of a loose end. Not wanting to trek all the way back to the Casa Uborka, we are looking for some … Continue reading
Here’s some cool things that Karen and I did in London at the weekend:
Karen does some amusing tweets. Pete complains she should have blogged them instead. Continue reading
The elusive Diamond Geezer reveals all. Continue reading