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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Monday, 13 June 2016
The patients leg. With apologies to G. DuMaurier.
Doctor: I fear you have a bad leg.
Patient: I can assure you that parts of it are perfectly healthy.
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