Everlovin’ Redundant House Husband News part 2

Some of the requisite bits came from M—– today, so all set for “interview” tomorrow. Teaching tomorrow morning, also, though I’ll have to leave early and my stomach for voluntary work is temporarily lost. Mumsie moves today to her nice new flat, I’m going over to help/hinder later today. The rainy windy weather is as miserable as I feel : and I feel goddamn TS Eliot right now.

So, random doom from the yank:

The memory throws up high and dry
A crowd of twisted things;
A twisted branch upon the beach
Eaten smooth, and polished
As if the world gave up
The secret of its skeleton,
Stiff and white.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the strength has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.

Who would have thought that the dwarf Lloyd-Webber could have made something out of that?


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