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.
Friday 2 March 2012
Murray Lachlan Young and harp.
A very rare photograph of the poet Murray Lachlan Young warming up for St David's Day with harp.
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