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.
Tuesday, 3 November 2009
Wild boar and wild night.
I normally manage to avoid photographers but got caught on saturday night when concentrating on keeping Moll upright.
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