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, 3 May 2010
Led Zeppelin Since I've Been Loving You 1973
Tristan sends me this link. he says: I was a teenager then, cool times. Ginette, a farmers daughter used to ride over to meet me half way in a wheat field. She'd hitch her horse to a hedge and we'd make crop circles.
Small ones but crop circles all the same.
Which leads me to believe that all those big crop circles are just evidence of Massive alien teenagers fucking in our fields.
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