So...

we never made it to the gym.

We cuddled on the sofa instead.

Goodnight, sweet mad world.

xxx

Blue Room Disaster

The blue room is a smog of straw, dust, peat, strewn leaves and freshly cut branches. I will dust and hoover it...any minute now. I'm exhausted. This is all about cleaning out the freaks of course. The ladies are mad and desperate not to be caught, the gentlemen uncomprehending and wondering where the food is.
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Anyway, tis all done, and they are back in their newly peated up homes. Now I have to clean up the carnage they've left. And I have loads of work to do, stuff to write, emails to answer, phone calls to make. And I just want to go back to bed.

Hello Friday. Goodbye Friday.

London rain

Charing Cross coffee shop
outside umbrellas
inside dry crosswords

Carrier bag women
Harrods encumbered
Gucciful, taxiless

Carrier bag women
Shop trolley chauffeurs
Rich in wet cats

Rain on the river
spark touched, discovering
your hand in mine