Bells did not ring, words did not tumble, scuffed shoes through the giant cascade notes of music play in minds thimbles not caught, but distant in the looking glass which dangles on every breath we take, as all men die.
Sunday 7th October 2012.
Bells did not ring, words did not tumble, scuffed shoes through the giant cascade notes of music play in minds thimbles not caught, but distant in the looking glass which dangles on every breath we take, as all men die.
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Bank Holiday Monday 3rd May 2021.
If this was a normal working day, then no doubt sunshine would be pouring through the window of this room and really i would not be sat here as early…
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Tuesday 27th April 2021.
May is on the horizon...it's muddy boots hollow and bare, what will the world throw it's way, will gobstoppers become a passion again, will…
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Tuesday 20th April 2021.
Today is Adolf's birthday. Quite why it has stuck inside my head all these years is possibly because he is never far away from a headline on a…
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