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celebration cakes
the exams are OVA (for now)
but the evening ended badly
though lessons were learnt and in a moment of realisation i see i am my mother's son.
mid a conference call today there was a flash (usual for a photo-studio) then a bang: we were underneath a thunder storm.
in the same conference call i overheard myself making pirate sounds: oo'are
i was as confused as everyone else
much like times when i catch myself singing paul mccartney's 'the frog song' or boney m's 'brown girl in the rain'
later back in deepest darkest kent we enjoyed a hailstorm and further listening to the new underworld album.
the refrain of 'nylon strung': 'open me up: i wanna hold you, laughing' seems like a wonderful soundtrack for the last few months.