August 2012

Lost and found (28 August 2012)

I'm drinking brandy, Jim is playing Steely Dan, and my tears have stopped for now. My sincerest thank you's for your commiserations. My mother is having s humanist funeral. Jim has spent two days making a slide show of my...

Lost and found (28 August 2012)

I'm drinking brandy, Jim is playing Steely Dan, and my tears have stopped for now. My sincerest thank you's for your commiserations. My mother is having s humanist funeral. Jim has spent two days making a slide show of my...

A Burnt Toast to my Mother. (24 August 2012)

So I now have a running order. The cremation takes place on September 11th at 12.25. Sybil, my soothsayer in Hollywood, said she'll go off with a bang. Who'd have thought we would ever make jokes about 9/11 let alone...

The End. (20 August 2012)

I was wearing all black. A strapless bra so that my top would reveal my shoulders which are brown from gardening. A pair of black balloon trousers over fancy pants. I had a small red case. Two books and my...

Ten days that shook the world. (17 August 2012)

Where to begin. My trip down to South West of England started inauspiciously. I had stayed overnight with my writing partner, LSM. Her little West Hampstead flat is terrific, only I couldn't sleep. I was like a time lapse film...

Raindrops keep falling on my Mic. ( 5 August 2012)

So the old man played his ukelele at a party last night. Went out looking like a petrified Jess Conrad. Came home after midnight, a lot after midnight actually. I watched the Olympic haul, cried with Jessica, bawled with Mo...

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