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salami baby jesus
I may or may not have been down to the markets today to visit the man who runs a wonderful salami stall; he offers salamii (that's the plural) of goose, duck, venison, and pig. This more
the young man with a long way to go
The young man in the place where we are staying is Moroccan and comes from the desert, which he describes to me as 'sympa', sympathetic, a kind place. As opposed to the hustle and throng more
all for you
Alone in the house for the first time in days I feel a sadness descend and take me in its wings. I'm sad for Dad. It has come from pottering and tidying, I washed up more
welcome, Auntie
I've joined a Facebook group which posts pictures of people's dogs. The rules are long and repetitive: only dog pics and pics of dogs being doggish and cute: no lost dog posts, no questions about more
the boast of Christmas past
Last year and the year before that and four years ago too we went down on the train to West Germany, to a tiny village lying under the skirts of the old woods. This is more
late night and overhead
Late night walk through the freezing fog. "Like Blade Runner." We turn down all the opportunities in the park to buy pot. Here is a street where all the houses are Fifties, which must have more
is still a man
A homeless man was sleeping in the stairwell when I came home. Or, to put it in the terms which my instinctive body understood, a stranger, appearing unexpectedly, had barricaded my door; his body was more
apple a day
Saturday night, home with the one I love. We cycled over to the Korean grocers' in the freezing cold mist to get ingredients and I made soto ayam, my favourite Javanese chicken soup from childhood. more
the organic drunk
In the supermarket carrying my two jars of honey, because it's been nonstop chai masala weather, I fetched up queuing behind a guy in a vinyl blouson jacket who had just unloaded his entire cart. more