Friday, 18 December 2015

Last night

I had a drink again. For me drink doesn't blot anything out, but it sometimes concentrates the mind. I remember thinking about the archaic pronunciation of yesteryear (Maureen pronounced morreeen, Ralph pronounced rayf, Noel Coward pronounced neaul kaaahd). I remember some very strong and pertinent memories and thoughts, but can no longer remember them. Shame. I wanted to write about them today.

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