Thursday 5 December 2013

archive +10.06

 Tears in the bathroom a distant memory

Last of my stuff is being shoehorned into a van as I sit in Islington.  One door closes and another opens

I will draft up something now.  I guess the practical side of the  curriculum will have to wait.  It will be fun though

Look at you setting the maths exams

Took a while as I only had ten fingers
   
Glass fuller today?

Sola dosis facit venenum

It’s the Scottishy pastry philosopy guy. 
 
Shame you assume that about yourself

I suppose disappointments a matter of expectation and expectations are out of your hands

Back to life before London.  Strange little detour it has been

I couldn’t bring myself to write your name on the front of the envelope.  

Horse's mouth
 
They clearly liked my ugly shoes