Pitter pat

If we were to believe all the shit that we read, we’d stop reading to stop our eyes from bleeding, better to talk, said the mute, (you can shoot me if that’s not PC) but I see distortions nothing is framed everything’s up for the ‘Sale of the Century’ and even Nicholas Parsons would mention…

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ta da

introducing Monday. it’s rain, she said, not rocket science, but it’s Monday and how can that be? she tortured me with tales of precipitation, cloud formation, when all I wanted was a hot cup of tea. Monday is like the prodigal mostly wonderful and sometimes magical at times I can’t wait to see it return…

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