Looking back on that time now, in those few months spent chasing aquatic wildlife, I found a sort of peace, that until then had eluded me. What was once a creature to be feared, becomes a cohabitee – whether water-based, or wearing plimsolls.
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10 Mar – Bend me, shape me, anyway you want me. Long as you love me, it’s all right.
Africa, Africу, Africeт, Africeм, Africeтe, Africют.
Baba Wole eti odo mi o ranmilowo
Please excuse my absence for these past months, I needed to duck out of the jurisdiction for a while and lie low. I’ve been living the life aquatic at a marine research centre at Terrace Bay in Namibia. Me and Martin Daktari nipped out unseen between lockdowns and stayed until the new name came through. … Continue reading Baba Wole eti odo mi o ranmilowo
17th November – I can catch the moon in my hand, Don’t you know who I am?
Baby I'll be tough, too much is not enough.
10th October – Knock knock, who’s there? Could this be love that’s calling? The door is always open wide.
It’s an intellectual joke based on Italian grammar, and the fact that gnocci could be the plural of gnocc, or knock, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t get this part immediately.
October 6th – Some bright morning when this life is over, I’ll fly away.
Nobody has done more than me to bring down the career of falsely modest, secretly self-regarding, Richard-everyman-Osman than me. And see how I have succeeded? His second novel is officially the fastest selling work of literature ever. Ever. In the entire history of UK literature. Worse though, is the reaction of his fans, who have … Continue reading October 6th – Some bright morning when this life is over, I’ll fly away.
22nd September – I would go out tomorrow, if I could borrow, a coat to wear.
Anyway, with my new teeth, I have decided to take up courting again
16th September – In this life, one thing counts, in the bank, large amounts.
I don’t like to boast, but what better sign of wellbeing is there than a good portfolio of recently acquired underpants?
9th September – bully for you chilly for me.
Imagine we were still in the EU, and they had presided over the death of Geronimo?
6th Sept- Ask your mama for fifteen cents, To see the elephant jump the fence. It jumped so high, it touched the sky, Didn’t come back ’til the fourth of July.
By now a crowd had grown, and he, deploying the rhetoric favoured by my father said, ‘oh, so my opinion doesn’t count. I’m not allowed to have an opinion am I?’
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