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.
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Sunday, 10 July 2011
Et in Arcadia ego. Idle Bakes.
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I don't know who is responsible for this blog but it tastes like arcadian bliss. click HERE
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