Monthly Archives: November 2011

Late at night (first of many)

I googled myself and was reassured to learn that I don’t exist. Long may that continue. I am still busily working my way through my New Yorker backlog. Tearing out articles and stories I find my old obsessions present: running … Continue reading

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Where are we?

We are in the hollow centre of a rhododendron bush; we are hiding in long grass; in the secret place under the curtain of ivy by the old brick wall.  No one knows we are here.  We can hear the … Continue reading

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