Whatever comes to mind before I alter it with the overpaint of time. Mostly satire, poetry and fiction but occasional unreliable fact, as all facts seems to be today. From deepest Notting Hill. London.
Monday 25 July 2011
12 Bar Blues.
We fought
She left
guitily later I searched
the gold
the Star
Cock & Bottle
Ground Floor
Finches
Castle
Mau Mau
Muse Elgin
the Union
cow
& Westbourne
Of course I had a drink in each.
Now I've got the 12 bar blues & can't remember who I'm looking for.
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