My annex is occupied by two young French women. They seem very nice. I think the idea must have been to get jobs and learn the language, but, by the sounds of it, they are usually at home. Continue reading Fear of Rejection or Cutting Your Nose to Spite Your Face
On the phone to an old friend/colleague/lover after over 20 years. He knows I need work. He might offer me some. Continue reading There Comes A Point When You Just Can’t Afford That Shit
The good news is that you’re the pilot. Right? Continue reading Time Flies. That’s the Bad News.
Forgiveness. I get cross with myself about it. Continue reading To Understand All Is To Forgive All
I’m trying to say ‘yes’. Continue reading More Input!
Last night they searched our bags as we entered the building, which is unusual when you are going to a movie in a London suburb. Continue reading Mommie Dearest