I wrote a draft post yesterday about people coming in and out of your life, I got halfway through and then lost my train of thought so I shelved it, but last night even my dreams wouldn’t let me away with that, there I was right back in Amsterdam with a gentleman that sat in [...]
Posts Tagged ‘past’
I Had No Choice But To Become A Bacon Handler
For some reason or other I went to the website of my old school the other day, it has a past pupils list which I browsed for a while looking for names I recognised, right beside the names of these ghosts from the past it has a little text field which described the employment they [...]
Johnny, We’re Sorry, Won’t You Come On Home. We Worry.
Pint of Guinness please.
“Nothing like a pint and the paper. I’ll do the crossword after I read some of these headlines”
4.70 please.
“These robbing bastards. I should hurl this pint in his face and leap the divide that separates us and make a point with violence alone. He would suffer. But then I would end [...]
A Transmission
An Instant recognition. This moment was completely inevitable. “Here we go” I think and I swallow hard. The preparation in my mind for this moment had been extremely thorough. I practice the opening gambit, the sympathetic and knowing nod. However I am sure the reality (or lack of it) will be much more clumsy and [...]
