A writer and poet out in the cold discusses the stuff of life. This might include squirrel incidents, imploding sheds,holes in the fabric of the universe designed for eels
Wednesday, 18 July 2007
Hole up date
I woke up this morning and someone had scratched the surface of the pavement outside my house with some fierce thing. I go to work and when I return there is a hole. In this hole is an empty Waitrose chicken salad and mayonnaise sandwich carton and an empty bottle of Zero coke.
The larger hole/trench in the meadow is getting bigger and being lined with huge blocks of concrete. I feel the urge to ring someone and berate if only to make myself feel better.
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