of the seven deadly sins, the eighth and worst by far is emotional blackmail ... the diligent practise of this subtle and ancient art creates a constantly evolving darwinistic moral vacuum in which the brightest new manipulative ideas and stratagems flourish ... and which only you, or i, can fill !
Sunday, July 03, 2005
wembley afternoon
i went to meet my sister v in wembley and we marvelled at the sari shops and the 22 carat jewellers in enfield road
there was a building site lower down enfield road with a real indian temple nearing completion, the pigeons are already moving in
and then, just as it started to rain, there was a parade
there was a building site lower down enfield road with a real indian temple nearing completion, the pigeons are already moving in
and then, just as it started to rain, there was a parade
sunny sunday morning
i was wide awake at six and so, to give the loved one some peace and quiet, i took the bike out onto PUTNEY LOWER COMMON, nearly two hundred metres from our doorstep
it was like being in open country and was full of birdsong, but noisiest of all were the long tailed parakeets ( OR WHATEVER ) who zoom across the south london tree tops like hawks
then i followed the river down as far as albert bridge, but very slowly, stopping for a while at the huge new curved building at albion wharf ... its another place i'll have to go back to a few times before i can get THE RIGHT PICTURE
got back just in time for another dose of fruit salad with licor de amendoa ... to quote a charming glutton i once knew, ITS LIKE ORGASMS IN MY MOUTH !
it was like being in open country and was full of birdsong, but noisiest of all were the long tailed parakeets ( OR WHATEVER ) who zoom across the south london tree tops like hawks
then i followed the river down as far as albert bridge, but very slowly, stopping for a while at the huge new curved building at albion wharf ... its another place i'll have to go back to a few times before i can get THE RIGHT PICTURE
got back just in time for another dose of fruit salad with licor de amendoa ... to quote a charming glutton i once knew, ITS LIKE ORGASMS IN MY MOUTH !
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