I’m At Work.

I’m at work drinking Rose in the staff kitchen. A little dusty today. Delightfully dusty in fact. There really is something to be said for the absence of sulphites in my diet these days. I flit above the surface of things. I fancy talking, a lot. Phenolics. Good films. Fresh fish. Whatever. I’ve downed some … Continue reading

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I’m Not Here To Spoil Anyone’s Punch Line:

I woke up early one morning and it no longer seemed to matter– I’ve spent this evening with my boss learning loads about all things wine and olives and philosophy and life– He’s cool my boss. It felt refreshing to be dropped home just now by someone who only ever wanted for me to be … Continue reading

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Poetry Is…

“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.” – Leonard, of course. My dinner date is arriving. I’ve timed this poorly. I am as excited as I am tired. The root vegetables are ready. The greens are on their way. The whole Vipassana-dip thing can … Continue reading

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