A moment of shame traded for a lifetime of regret; so of course I must do it – unless the moment of shame itself becomes the reason for a lifetime of regret.
July 18th – My bags are packed, I’m ready to go, I’m standing here outside your door.
Category: The Diary
July 17th – She’s the one that keeps the dream alive, from the morning, past the evening, to the end of the light.
The apostate moves on a yard or so inside the shop and so I shuffle on a pace to put myself on the shop side of the threshold, whereupon, the vultures move with me, to make sure that they’re in too.
July 16th – Not until the next time, will I cry all night for you.
Here’s my slogan: "That incident is of such little consequence that I am going to ignore it."
July 15th – Got a good reason, for taking the easy way out.
You know where this is going, even if you don’t know the result already.
July 9th – And you know that she’s half-crazy but that’s why you want to be there And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China.
'Spec-u-la-tion has it, that they’re going to keep Europe under siege …’ she takes a long draught of an old beer, ‘… by stealing everyone’s telephone number.’ She looked around quickly to see if there were any spies listening in. ‘They’re going to set it all up on reclaimed land just off of Hemsby.’
July 4th – I wish I could fly way up to the sky, but I can’t.
Mini Clubman and Mrs arrive. They stand next to me and say nothing, as if, for a moment, we all proudly drink in the vista of this great thing of which we are all a part.
July 3rd – God save Donald Duck, vaudeville and variety.
I am waiting for the stony-faced middle-aged man to turn up and say, ‘are you ready?’ And who, if pressed, would add, ‘you’re going to die in the next five minutes, we can do it the hard way, or the easy way, what’s it going to be?’ A dread fear consumes me.
July 1st – But if you don’t care a feather or a fig, You may grow up to be a pig.
He should be warned though, I am am notoriously heavy handed when it comes to inserting catheters, and I'm what you’d call a very strict observer of social distancing when close to deep water.
June 28th – Dear Lord and father of mankind, forgive our foolish ways.
Was it the Romans that created a Caucasian Messiah, or did that come later with their painters?
June 26th – too much monkey business, too much monkey business, too much monkey business for me to get involved …
Yesterday, I was a bouncy castle monitor, today, I have legal responsibility for all public liability on the site. He can’t see the difference.
Dickie White's Diary 