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A little like this
Disjointed.
1. My friend Helen was the best punchline rememberer of them all. All the best jokes died with her. 2. Actually, there is no number 2.
From the dusty vault…
…in the spare room, covered in cockroach crap, I found a stack of old work from around the turn of the millennium. I uploaded this one for fun (and in utter self-indulgence). I’d forgotten all about it; I’d forgotten how satisfying it was to write. And I’d forgotten exactly how much I despised Sex and […]
Old Filth, and all that.
This post is seven years too late. A perverse and quite irrational sense of anti-nepotism, for want of a better term, has prevented me from becoming acquainted with Jane Gardam‘s beautiful writing before this year. We are not related (sadly!); even if we were, since Gardam is Jane’s husband’s surname, I couldn’t even claim shared […]