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On Not Being a Felon

As you already know I’m currently a little wandering nomad, flitting hither and thither until I can roost permanently in my new home in Wapping. I went away for a few days to Stratford-upon-Avon (expect some moony-eyed lyrical blogs about the beauty of the countryside &c, shortly). Following this I made my way to my … Continue reading

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Help of a Sort

I failed her. As I was walking to work this morning, as usual rushing because I’d left at the very last possible minute, I passed a woman in the street.  I saw her long before she reached me–shortish build, short hair, disheveled, walking in a line that was not precisely straight.  But the most noticeable … Continue reading