We were such good friends. Met at university, hung out together and made each other laugh. We were often in a group, yet you were always very special to me, and I loved you. Continue reading Letter To An Old Friend
The good news is that you’re the pilot. Right? Continue reading Time Flies. That’s the Bad News.
That nothing good ever happens to me is a habit of mine. Continue reading Nothing Good Ever Happens To Me
I used to read stuff like ‘you can taste the love’ and think ‘phooey!’ Now I’m not so sure. Continue reading My Food Tastes Of Resentment
The fact is I don’t want a job. Continue reading I’m Just A Shirker
That’s twice in one week I have heard someone talking about hop picking in Kent. Continue reading Itchy Feet
I’m trying to say ‘yes’. Continue reading More Input!