Damn spot

to the theatre….where I and my learned friend saw King Charles III amid grey heads and rustling sweetie packets. What a brilliant play, truly fabulous. I have always loved Robert Powell since his Jesus of Nazerath days (he can not blink for an unfeasibly long time you know, a rare gift) and tbh that was the…

Live-in vacancy

Originally posted on stitch this:
Oh octopus, do you mind if I ask How well do you manage to multi task? With tentacles eight I bet you are great A skill in which you should bask I need a few of you helping me One for the cleaning and one to make tea One for…

Arnold’s song, or total recall

How do you remember? Cast your mind far behind to the past. Is it taste, smell or touch Which one gives you a rush? Which one transports you through space and time? Recognition is fickle, And synapses crackle With altered results every go. Which version of truth Is the one you produce Is it the…