THE LATEST COLUMN : WHAT A SWELL PARTY THAT WAS!
It’s the morning after the night before. I've woken with a hangover and the weather is awful. The summer sky is a sullen grey and a mean wind is tormenting the trees outside my window.
Luckily my hangover is of the utterly pleasant kind: instead of nausea and headache I’m feeling an unusual equanimity about life, and all I'm suffering is a severe case of goodwill towards my fellow human beings. Read more ...
AND WHILE WE'RE ON THE SUBJECT OF GETTING OLDER ...
& arts worker.
Fox Terrier, sun-lover
and couch surfer
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