Archives for: "December 2012"
Lead in your pencil
On Trina's narrowboat, from which the romance is ebbing as the days get colder, it is freezing; the spiders are hibernating. Our effluvia needs emptying, before our cup runneth over. more »
Walking possession
I composed myself into reasonable middle class person slightly surprised at this affront to my dignity, and rang the bailiffs. more »
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