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les jolies fesses de l’été….
When coming out to play the sun takes care to put on its hat but Mother Nature is less coy. The sensual fruits of summer are short lived so their pleasures should be wolfishly enjoyed before their bloom is replaced by putrefaction. Apricot is delicious … Continue reading
“The Spud” with Joan Collins..
Inside the bubble that is my today, all is peace and tranquility. Outside this bubble, even through the muffling effects of both choice and double glazing, farm machines are ceaselessly thrumming. Those outside of my bubble are marching to the … Continue reading
A tart reply….
I’ve been busy making enemies – I think – over dialects and languages spoken between very small groups of people. I love language in all its amazing forms, but I cannot, for the life of me, see the point in … Continue reading